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?”

“Of course.”

you want as alimony?

no need for that. I don’t care about your money. And | don’t care to share my man with others, either. I’ve already prepared

spoke in rapid succession without even pausing for breath. She immediately

might be bound by law, but they were just

only thing tying them, they might as well get rid of it. From now ‘on, they had

wrenched her glasses off her face, revealing her smooth,

the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on

the CEO’s office was lit

behind the desk wearing a

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