"Are you truly not looking back?"
Xavier Grayson fixed his hawk-like gaze on her, his voice devoid of warmth. "Chloe, I am giving you one chance. If you want to leave right now, I won't stop you. Everything belonging to the Bishop Group will be returned to you, untouched."
Chloe’s face drained of color at his words. She struggled to find her voice, her throat feeling tight. "Are you... are you saying you want a divorce?"
"If that is what you want, we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau right this second," Xavier replied. His tone was clinical and detached, as if he were discussing a mundane business transaction rather than the end of their marriage.
How could he say something so life-altering with such casual indifference?
"I don't want that, Xavier," Chloe said, a sudden sting prickli
