Divorcing the CEO: He Never Wanted Me Until I Left

inutes after she and her husband, Alden M

Salazar, Alden's chief assis

ill be staying at the Four Seasons tonig

chosen for their dinner. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the last light fade

rised. Only exhausted. This one-woman

her steps soft on the marble floor

inner...?" sh

reen going dark. Her voice was a

ase. I've lost

emove the exquisite, unwanted dishes. Each pl

and walked

of old books and the faint, clean scent of antiseptic, not the c

day she'd signed th

e silent room, as clear as

t, Estella. It benefits both our families

believe that "no emotions" at

rated again.

tted at the Four Seasons bar, deep in co

always ca

was sharp, unmistakable. She could almost make out the faint s

haring a home, a life, and countless ordinary days might soften the cold distance Alden had placed between them. She had

n was still as cold toward her as he had been on the day they signed the contract. Whatever f

e she had held onto

er phone's c

ed over a name:

er she had conta

ips were cold, but her hand was ste

xt was

we discussed. I am ready t

nd without

peared on the scree

age