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.

up your mind?” Brian

“Of course.”

you want as alimony?

about your money. And | don’t care to share my man with others, either. I’ve already prepared and signed the divorce agreement. | am walking away

in rapid succession without even pausing for

bound by law, but they

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

glasses off her face,

in a single suitcase and stopped by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, then

was lit

the desk wearing a simple,

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