Chapter 2
After three years of marriage—without ever setting foot in a kitchen- Ryan was actually wearing an apron and making soup.
“Come try this, Julia!” Rachel beamed at me. “Ryan makes the best chicken soup. Whenever I’m feeling under the weather, one sip of his soup and I’m good as new!”
She called me a mess yesterday, and today, she’s all smiles, bragging about how thoughtful Ryan is with her.
And Ryan? He acted like nothing happened. “You’re up? Come sit.”
Did he think everything I said last night was a joke?
This book had been added on your bookshelf.
Or had he already made his choice?
I took a deep breath, forcing down the rage and heartache building in my chest. I grabbed my phone and called my new assistant. “Have breakfast ready for me. I want it on my desk at nine sharp.”
Then I turned and walked out without a second thought.
Behind me, I could hear Rachel whining. “I already tried making peace with her. What more does she want? Whatever, let her starve. You made the soup for me anyway.”
On the drive to work, I called my brother.
“I’m getting a divorce.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
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I clutched my purse tightly. “Dead serious.”
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He couldn’t believe it. “Ryan agreed? After everything he did to be with you?”
I cut him off, irritation flashing through me. “I don’t care what he wants.
I’m the one who wants the divorce.”
“Alright. Give me a month. I’ll take care of everything.”
I tossed my phone aside and stared out the window. Sunlight streamed through the trees as we drove.
This morning, humiliated and exhausted, I made my choice.
Ryan, I’m done.
You and Rachel can enjoy your life together.
This book had been added on your bookshelf.
Right after the morning meeting, and app, Evan Clancy, showed up at
office with a huge bouquet of yellow roses–my favorite.
my
I barely glanced at them before handing them off to my new assistant. “Here. You can have them.”
As luck would have it, Ryan walked in just in time to see the whole thing.
I stayed calm, with no expression on my face, and slipped a card into my assistant’s shirt pocket. “Breakfast was perfect. Consider this your bonus.”
He grinned and accepted it like it was nothing. “Thanks.”
Ryan just stood there, watching him leave. Then he cornered me at my desk. “You sure know how to get under my skin. Is this some payback?”
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