I glance around the room. “First, I never cared about your money. I cared about family. I cared about my husband.”
I don’t look at said husband because I’m losing steam. I’m about to crack open. It's a good thing Cristiano is outside in his SUV. I texted him right before we started doing presents.
“Second, after suffering through your company for so many years, I think I’ve earned my cut of the business, don’t you?”
Nelson laughs. “I know your prenup and?—"
I hold up my hand. “Remember that little clause you insisted on? The one about infidelity?”
I know it by heart.
Both Parties agree to uphold marital trust, discretion, and mutual respect. If either engages in conduct that reasonably compromises the marriage, the other may pursue equitable remedies, including up to 50% of the offending party’s assets, as allowed by law.
He snorts. “You have no foot to stand on, missy.”
Katya is certain that the photograph of Diana and Aiden kissing will hold up in court. If Aiden protests too much, she’ll subpoena every email they sent to one another, every dinner they shared and where, every piece of communication between them. She’ll depose his colleagues and everyone else who was privy to their relationship. She has promised to ‘fuck his life up.’
Well, someone obviously didn’t read the fine print, butthis missydid.How utterly delicious!
I shrug. “Then it’ll all be fine, right?”
Aiden shakes his head. His eyes are wet, his demeanor that of someone who got battered.
Welcome to my world!
“Mia, we should?—”
“Talk? About what? How you are just like your father and your brother? Then you should have married someone likethem…like Diana.”
“No,” Aiden says, his eyes on me despite the drama around us. “I made a mistake. No way around that, Mia. But?—”
“I’m the one who made the mistake.” My eyes fill with tears. I can no longer stop them. “I should never have married someone as emotionally and morally bankrupt as you.”
I glance down at the divorce papers still scattered on the floor, then I leave.
I get to the foyer and wrap myself back in my coat.
Pick up my purse, and walk out.
It takes less than sixty seconds to leave the family I spent years trying to win over.
CHAPTER 10
Aiden
Irun after her.
My feet pound the hardwood floor.
I go through the heavy front door, across the icy front steps.
My chest burns as the cold night air slices through my lungs.
I catch her sliding into the passenger seat of a black SUV, like she’s walking away from the ashes of a life she doesn’t want anymore.
“Mia!” I shout.
She doesn’t even look at me.
