Logan's POV The drive to my home was thick with silence, a heavy feeling gnawing at my chest. I sighed in exhaustion as I drove into the house and parked at the garage. Alighting from the car, I took my car key and walked into the building. An eerie silence greeted me, and I felt relieved after taking off my shoes. Walking into the room, I took off my tie and suit, my eyes darting around.“Good afternoon, Sir Logan,” Martha, one of the maids , greeted me politely as she approached me. She was in an apron, nose mask and broomstick. She has been cleaning the mansion since I went out “Get some rest, Martha.” I said to her as I skirted past her. I came to a halt as my thoughts drifted to Vivian.Casting a glance over my shoulder, I asked, “Is Vivian still here? Has she signed the divorce papers already?” Martha shook her head slightly, unsure what to respond. I took a few steps towards her, questions piling behind my eyes. I could tell she was nervous; did Vivian tell her anything?“
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