Chapter 395

Over at RF Group, besides York, there was another person named Shaw. I’d never met him.

But I’d heard Bryant on the phone with him a few times. They seemed to share a bond as tight as brothers in arms. Bryant trusted him and York implicitly.

“Okay, have it your way.” I nodded pensively. “We’re supposed to pick up our divorce papers the day after tomorrow. Remember to clear some time for that.”

His sharp eyes flickered, and a self–deprecating smile touched his lips, tinged with bitterness. “Counting the days till you’re rid of me, huh?”

“You could say that,” I answered without hesitation.

Bryant’s long lashes cast a shadow as his lips pressed into a thin line. “Fine, it’s all up to you.”

“It’s not about what I want.” I corrected him. “Bryant, it was a mutual decision from the start. It’s not about one of us giving in to the other.”

watched me quietly and sighed after a moment. “Is this how

my coffee. “Don’t worry.

expected at the start to the mess we were in, the word “dignified”

he hesitated before

stunned. Memories rushed by

know. Maybe a long time ago? Probably from the day of our anniversary when

the noise, my stubbornness

about it, I couldn’t even tell if I was clinging to him or to the

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me over six months to claw my way out of

knees, Bryant didn’t look at me as he spoke hoarsely, “This past month, have

off before

my life into us, with no regrets. That was

time, so long that I thought he wouldn’t say anything else when he

won’t be

looked at me, his gaze tender, “Get back to work, Mrs. Ferguson. You’ll be free

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