"What about me?!" His voice climbed several notches. "You said you'd put both our names on it! I've been a live-in husband all this time. This is the only security I have. You can't just cross my name out like that!"
I lifted my gaze and let it cut right through him. "Morton Finley. So you do remember you're a live-in husband."
He went rigid.
"I gave you respect. I gave you status. I gave you a platform. Not so you could take what's mine and use it to win over another woman."
A cold smile touched my lips. "I'll chalk today up to a lapse in judgment. If there's a next time, we'll be filing for divorce."
After the paperwork was finalized, I didn't bother with Morton. I took the property deed that belonged to me and drove to the villa.
The moment my car pulled up to the front gate, I frowned.
Women's clothes hung drying in the courtyard. Someone had clearly been living here for a while.
I pulled out my phone to call the realtor, but before I could, the front door swung open.
Sapphire Parsons strolled out in a pretty little sundress, taking her sweet time. The second she spotted me, her eyes lit up.