Chapter 5 He Will Not Divorce

I had handed Jeffrey the signed divorce papers quite some time ago, no longer able to tolerate the farce our marriage had become. Yet, he stubbornly refused to release me.

Out of frustration, I called him.

His response was tinged with agitation. "I don't agree!"

A cold laugh slipped from my lips. "What? You plan to keep Melinda as your mistress forever?"

He mistook my intent for mere troublemaking. "I already tore up the divorce agreement. Are you done yet? I told you, Melinda is sick! We're just friends!" he snapped, his voice crackling with irritation.

I wasn't about to let him off that easily, so I retorted, "I'll send another copy by courier. If you don't sign it, I'll have my lawyer file a lawsuit."

From the other end of the phone, Melinda's frail voice chimed in, "Jeff… my chest hurts."

Jeffrey's tone softened with concern, "Don't worry, I'm coming."

But as he spoke, a peculiar dread crept into his mind, and his brows furrowed.

He seemed to have forgotten something sign