The Divorce Prescription

Anne stood frozen, her mind reeling in disbelief. "What? You've found a way to save Fiona, and it requires you to trade your life for hers?"

Nigel nodded. "Yes."

Anne felt as though she'd been struck by lightning. Her emotions surged, and she took a step forward. "Nigel, are you seriously willing to sacrifice your life for Fiona?"

"Yes," he answered. "I don't want to hide this from you. Your father did a tremendous favor for my family, and I must ensure that you're cared for. It's the least I can do to repay the debt I owe."

Was that all there was between them in his eyes? Was their connection truly just a debt of gratitude? Did he have no deeper feelings for her at all?

Anne met his gaze. "Nigel, are you out of your mind? You're young, successful, and at the top of the business world. How can you possibly throw away your life for Fiona's? I can't accept this!"

Fiona's life seemed trivial in comparison. How could Nigel even consider making such a sacrifice?

No. This was something Anne could never allow to happen.

"I've already made my decision. There's no need to discuss it any further," Nigel replied nonchalantly.

"Nigel!"

please leave," Nigel said, motioning toward the

knew him well-once Nigel made up his mind, it was nearly impossible to change

your assets? Carly is your only biological daughter. Are you planning

her corner, Anne was eager to test the extent of

fortune to Carly. She waited, her

a moment before replying, "I'm not

disbelief. "Why not? She's your daughter, your only

interjected. "My primary heir is my wife. Fiona and I are not divorced. She is still my

ashen. "So... you're leaving everything

my assets will go to her. Carly is impulsive and reckless —she even defies her own mother when things don't

my fortune, her mother would no longer hold any significance to her. That's why I'vez

perhaps Fiona might consider

wealth

at her sides. Her nails dug into her