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.”

a moment. “Is this how

dismissive, or just plain fake?” I sipped my coffee. “Don’t worry. I’ve never had to

to the mess we were in, the word “dignified” couldn’t be further

he hesitated before asking, “When did you stop

Memories rushed by in

“I don’t know. Maybe a long time ago? Probably from the day of our

noise, my stubbornness

I couldn’t even tell if I was clinging to him or

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what we had. It took me over six months to claw

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

I cut him off before he

my life into us,

I thought he wouldn’t say anything else when he finally breathed. “The day after tomorrow morning, we’ll go to the city

won’t be a

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

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