Chapter: 538

“I appreciate that.”

“No need for thanks…” Tyrone meant to add, “You’re my wife.” But he couldn’t bring himself to voice it.

Despite their three-year marriage, he had plenty of chances to call her his wife. But he had never done it.

And now, he wasn’t qualified to say so.

In a desperate hope, Tyrone wished the snowfall would continue indefinitely, so they could remain here, far from their tainted past.

And they could stay away from the imminent divorce.

this was

The snow ceased overnight.

next day, they

should collect our IDs before

wristwatch, she added, “We still have an hour.

desire for divorce, still felt a punch

outside, as icy as the fallen

grip on the steering wheel was so fierce that his knuckles turned ghostly white. In a

to the villa, fetched their

the drive

car, a heavy silence

out the car window, watching the familiar street scenery recede. Memories of

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