Julian could finally be with Meredith now. But why did he not feel a single spark of joy? Why, instead, was his heart aching?
He pulled out the divorce papers and brushed his thumb over Clara's signature, over and over again.
When his eyes landed on the clause where she stated she would leave the marriage with nothing, a sharp, unexpected laugh huffed out of him.
"Stupid woman," he muttered.
In the next second, his expression darkened completely. He whispered to himself, "Clara Hart, you belong to me. How dare you ask me for a divorce?"
That was when it hit him, full force. He actually cared about her. The thought of her leaving him, of walking away to marry another man? He could not stomach it.
The realization jolted him to his feet, and he immediately dialed his secretary. "Dig up
