She was being discarded. Divorced.
Rebecca Lacy felt a tidal wave of vertigo wash over her. The words felt like physical blows, bruising her skin and stealing the air from her lungs. She looked at Jason Zane, the man she had flaunted as her prize, her ticket to the upper echelons of the Centralshire State elite. He wasn't looking at her with regret or even sorrow. He was wearing a thin, satisfied smirk, the expression of a man who had finally finished a tedious chore and was looking forward to a glass of expensive scotch.
The humiliation was a hot, stinging needle in her chest. She wanted to scream, to claw that oily smile off his face, but her throat felt as if it were filled with cold ash.
"Jason," Jacob Lacy roared, his face a mottled, angry purple. "You’ve gone too far! This is a mo
