I didn’t understand why he was so angry. Divorce should’ve suited him just fine.
I yanked my arm free. “Wasn’t it you who decided what we had wasn’t worth saving? You’re the one who called me cheap.”
“Eve, 1…” Magnus froze. “That’s not what I meant. Let me explain-”
I ignored him, crouched down and lifted my suitcase.
Seeing that I wasn’t stopping, he lashed out again. “If you walk out that door tonight, Evelyn, don’t come back. This won’t be your home anymore. You leave now and you have no home left.”
He knew exactly how cruel those words were–and still chose to say them.
I gave a bitter smile and nodded slowly. “Fine. As long as Mr. Finck stands by his word.”
With that, I wheeled my suitcase out without looking back.
