es. "Ms Walker?" he asks. I nod and sign for my parcels before heading back into my flat. My tiny studio is sparse; the escalation of my mother's dise

yself a cup of tea before sitting down to open the packages. The first box contains a smartphone, all shiny and new compared with the compl

d I guess it is one of those Chromebook computers that seem to be all the rage at the moment. Not sure if it needs charging as well, I plug the computer in

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ust that you will still honour our arrang

m for all communication between us. You will find my details already

t that I have drawn up. If you are happy with the te

s, just drop

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ment, after all. I sip on my tea as I wait for the laptop to load. When the home screen i

ll get a payout of a million pounds when we divorce. What surprises me most is the caveat about 'extramarital relations'. It appears that I am perfectly fine to have a lover as long as I am discreet. Okay, I hadn't even thought about that. It also states that Alex will also be able to ma

ionship whilst being married; I will be fine...it's not like I am not used to being on my own, but a year is a long time for a guy to go without, I guess. No, it is the id

e hell he knows it is me, but then I realise he has already

't want to interrupt your day," I ask. Inwardly I am cursing the tr

the document?" Alex asks, his voice calm and even, as if he

still feeling a little weirded out by Alex's generosity. There was no need to have sen

ns are secure. I can't risk this kind of information

n pounds...I don't want it!"

ce. "You don't want the mone

we are married, but there is no need for anything else. Really, I don't want it. It is not som

it by the end of the year," Alex

rything else, but could you take that point out?" I request, and I hate myself when I hear the quaver in my

I put the phone down, it immediately rings again and, puzzled by the unknown number showing on the scre

out. Instead, she starts gushing about the very generous donation that my fiancé has made to the facility. That, combined with the news that my mother has now been moved to a

udly, letting out all the stress and tension that I have been keeping locked up tight. The crying is cathar