Divorce

Veronica's unease was palpable as she stammered, "Wh-who is your wife?"

"Mia. Mia Thompson is my wife."

A heavy silence enveloped the area again, shattered only by Veronica's sudden eruption into hysterical laughter.

Once she regained composure, she scoffed, "Must be joking."

"Vee, it's not a joke."

"Huh?" Taken aback, she questioned, "You know my name?"

Ever since the person in the vehicle started talking, she had been wondering if he was someone she knew as his voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Now that he'd called her name, the possibility dawned on her—he might actually be someone she knew.

Shawn pushed open the car door, and his alluring, slender legs came into view as he gracefully stepped down from the vehicle. Soon, his full frame appeared before her.

Straightening his back, standing erect, he greeted Veronica with a smile. "Hello, Vee."

The girl's eyes widened in shock at the person towering above her. "Un-Uncle Shawn???"

"What are you doing here?"

Shawn pressed his lips toge