My voice cracked before I could stop it.
Outsiders all envied us—husband and wife, heart and soul, building Delgado Group together. But this marriage had only ever gone one direction. I gave. He sat there.
I was the one who bowed and scraped. I was the one who sweet-talked investors and smoothed over deals. And none of it ever earned me a shred of real feeling from him.
All those years courting investors, I drank until I burned a hole through my stomach.
Chester sat next to me the whole time, never had to say a single word, and still walked away with signed contracts.
The color drained from his face, then flooded back wrong. He reached for my hand and I knocked it away.
"Georgina, let me explain..."
The words came out rushed, and for the first time I heard something I'd never heard in his voice before: panic.
I folded my arms and looked at him. "What is there left to explain between us?"
I looked past Chester, straight at Glenda.
"After all, you two are the ones who were made for each other."
Her smile stiffened, but she kept that lofty composure in place.
"Chester, you should be more patient with Georgina lately."
"She did just have a miscarriage. It's only natural she'd be emotional."
Glenda's voice was soft, measured, playing peacemaker.
Every word a knife aimed straight at my chest.
"You can drop the gentle act. Your Chester and I are getting divorced."
I grabbed my bag and was halfway out the door when I remembered one more thing.
"I'll send you the divorce papers later."
The cold wind hit my face at the street corner, and all I felt was relief.
Back at the hotel, I was about to send Chester the agreement I'd already drafted when I saw his latest social media post.
A woman shot from behind, face tilted up toward a sky full of fireworks.
Five words for a caption: *Welcome home, the Fox heiress.*
I tapped the photo open. The background was the amusement park I'd been asking to go to for years.
When Chester and I first got together, he'd actually been decent to me.
He remembered what I liked to eat, planned every date down to the last detail.
Except for taking me to the amusement park.
No matter how many times I brought it up, he refused. Said a place like that was a waste of time.
So Chester Delgado could be silly and indulgent after all.
He just wasn't willing to be that way for me.
His message came through right then.