My Husband Demanded My $5 Million Lakefront Deed to Save His Failing Company—Then His Mother Shoved Me Down the Stairs and He Served Me Divorce Papers in the Hospital
I stood still.
The date.
That was it.
For a moment I felt guilty.
Then remembered:
Memory does not prove love by punctual suffering.
I ate the apple.
Went back to work.
PART 80 — HOME
Late that afternoon, I walked to the terrace.