Truth

Ethan

“ The papers were delivered again, Boss. ” Josh informs as he places the papers on the desk in front of me.

I take my eyes off the important contract I am supposed to sign to glance at the divorce agreement she sent.

She has demanded I return her grandmother’s inheritance that she gifted me and refused to get any alimony from my assets.

It is fucking clear. She wants me to return everything she thinks I took from her. I have no fucking problem with that. But if she wants everything of hers back, she should return my three wasted years.

All this fucking time, she pretended to be in love and took advantage of my heart, my power, and my status. She should return all of that before asking anything from me.

Anger threatens to burst out of my veins, but I can’t deny the lurking panic behind my eyes. It feels like she is desperate to cut ties with me, and I can not let that happen.

Even if we remain sworn enemies, we must stay together. Even if we hate each other, we must not stop fee