yscraper in Midtown Manhattan. Adah and Kian took a

ing. Kian opened the door to a de

r's seat. The car pulled smoothly out of the garage an

nst the soft leather

at the hospital. She sat in a wheelchair, her

s consumed

rcing her to meet his gaze. "Cayla, listen to me-I'll take care of everything. The divorce papers will be filed

Yet even as she wept, she shook her head frantically. "No... I don't need your pity.

nish. That fragile, contradictory sight twisted Atticus's heart into knots. He bent down and pulled her into his arms, his chin

her mouth twitched upward for barely a second-then she quickly melte

ing, as per the agreement you signed, you are required to finalize the divor

, "Understood." He was curious to s

errari pulled up, and Atticus stepped out. He wore a perfectly tailored Arma

eps , hands in his pockets, i

deep blue Bentley Mulsanne

xury car but assumed it belonged t

ceptionally handsome, stepped out first. It was Kia

crystal-encrusted high hee

er long hair was swept up, revealing the elegant curve of her neck. H

arely recognize the radiant woman before him as th

ed straight past, leaving a trail

me man by her side. Jealousy and rage ignited uncontrollably w

f from sneering. "Barely divorced and al

as looking at a petulant stranger. "Mr. Sterling, our relations

's arm and walked into the co

ng Atticus. He stood rooted

Sir, the proceedings are about to begin." He

n's profile and found it famili

oks a lot like the sole apprentice of 'Althea,' th

d by jealousy to process it. All he could think

en minutes before a judge. Adah and

dah, escorted by Kian, tu

clenching his fists as he

t her retreating figure. She'll come cr

nt to the hospit