Chapter 50

NOLAN

Anita and I had an argument again.

This time around it was because I told her I wanted a divorce.

"That isn't possible." She said.

I rolled my eyes.

"You get to keep the position, I don't want it."

"You can't disgrace me." She snarled.

What the hell? I was going to be the one ridiculed for not being able to stay with my wife.

No one would dare speak ill of Anita except they wanted to die.

"Really?" I asked. Anyone that listens to the way she's speaks will think that she loved me so much.

I'm going for good. I had already made up my mind. There was nothing anybody could do to stop me.

"Yes, really. Do you even think before you talk?" She asked.

I am a Baroness, an example to others.

What say would I have when other families have quarrels?" She asked.

"My position will be threatened. Seeing that I don't have a husband"

"Your figure headness is useful after all." She added painfully.

"Whatever you think might happen is all in your head. There is nothing like that.