He didn’t even remember his own wife’s name.

“This is your wife. At least on paper, anyway.”

“Ah. What do you want?”

Brian’s tone became even colder.

“| want a divorce,” Rosalynn answered as she jabbed her glasses against her face.

Amoment of silence ensued.

your mind?” Brian finally

“Of course.”

do you want as alimony? Name

my man with others, either. I’ve

in rapid succession without even pausing for breath.

be bound by law, but they were

only thing tying them, they might as well get rid of it. From now ‘on, they had nothing to do with

her face, revealing her smooth, rosy cheeks and delicate features.

up her belongings in a single suitcase and stopped by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee

CEO’s office was

wearing a simple, white shirt and

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