He had said it was to thank me for all my contributions to the company, that I deserved it.
I thought I had earned it, but Edward's mom didn't agree. She was always making snide comments, saying I'd schemed my way into trading $30,000 for company shares and got her son to buy me a luxury apartment.
Before, I'd let it go out of respect for Edward. If she ever started that nonsense again, I'd make sure she wouldn't have anything left to say.
Edward came back not long after I did.
Logically, he should've been home before me since I even stopped by the hospital.
The fact that he's only returning now makes it obvious where he's been.
"I'll draft the divorce papers in the next few days. Look them over. If it's all good, just sign."
"Freya, do you really have to talk to me like this?"
"What, should I add a 'please'?"
I frowned at him. What does he want, for me to beg him to sign?
"Freya, listen to me. Nothing happened between us. You showed up before anything could happen."
What kind of ridiculous excuse is that?
It sounded like he was complaining that I interrupted him.
They were already undressed and taking a shower. "Does it matter if they didn't go all the way?"