hair and pointed nose giving him a handsome yet troubled appearance. Despite his good looks, his face bore a darkness, with furrowed li
tty? I don't love you anymore, and haven't you had enough of my infidelity?" Va
Andrea Singers remained steadfast in her resistance. Valentine had even gone so far as to bring his mistress,
nd soul to for the past five years. All that remained on his face was disgust and conte
e, "Honey, I don't want to end
s expression darken
ion filled the room, and Valentine's chest
tense silence. Valentine reached in
disdain crossed his sharp features. "Fatty, if you think we're staying married, wake up from your d
g Andrea Singers in tears, her forehead glistening with swea
apers, the divorce papers fluttered briefly bef
as she dashed toward the door. Despite her efforts, it took her three agonizing minutes
ving, glorious matrimonial bedroom, she
oved closer to the staircase from the doorway. "Rose, I promised you I would divorce t
end how her marriage had deteriorated
d a significant amount of weight. As a result, her husband, Valentine Anderson, began to distan
lingering scent of feminine perfume. When Andrea Singers confr
to the gate, startling the gatekeeper. "Water!" she gasped as she struggled to s
te and hailed a taxi, leaving the gatekeeper shocked. "Number 23, Down
d started the car. An hour later, he pull
drive, Andrea bolted out of the car,
axi driver called after her as
uivering. She turned back, acknowledging that she had l
taxi driver urged as Andrea Singers
derly women emerged. Andrea's energy surged a
covered her nose, asking impatiently, "Andrea, what a
haven't paid. How can you enter my taxi and refuse to pay? I assumed you were wealthy, stopping me in an affluent ne
unannounced after she had just finished boasting about her son to her nei
ctive-I would never have allowed my son to marry someone like you. Aren't you tired of bringing shame upon the Andersons? If word gets
assed and wished s