The Divorce Prescription

Nigel stared at Fiona, holding her chin. "20 years apart? That almost sounds like you're complaining. Like you've been lonely all this time. Guess I'll have to make it up for you tonight."

Fiona remained silent.

She raised her hand and slapped his hand away. "Why don't you go find your first love instead? Have you two been sleeping on my bed when I was away these years?"

Nigel's expression turned grim as he responded, "How many times do I have to say it? Nothing ever happened between Anne and me!"

Fiona arched her brow. "Oh, really? You expect me to believe that? You never slept with her in over 20 years?"

Nigel paused for a moment before saying, "Don't project your filthy thoughts onto me!"

So, he really hadn't slept with Anne?

Fiona's curiosity was piqued. "So what then? Have you been fooling around with secretaries, or maybe keeping a college girl as your side chick?"

"Fiona!"

Fiona responded, "Why so worked up? Did I hit a nerve? Don't tell me you've been celibate all these years. I'd never believe it."

which was slightly

leaned in and

seized both her wrists and pinned them against

weren't young anymore, yet he still kissed her like this, as if

go!"

hard on

flinched, sucking in a sharp

the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, he saw the smear of blood

speak when a voice

"Nigel," Anne called out.

approaching them. Immediately, she shoved Nigel away, forcing him to

lip. She quickly asked with concern, "Nigel, why are

Jakeman, it's wonderful to have you

around all these years out of kindness. If my presence is causing trouble between you two, I can leave right now and never see him

at Anne coldly. Anne was as calculating as ever, playing the victim while

for her tricks

less. If you want him, just take