"I tore it up."
Eric stared at me with eyes full of resentment, as if he were the one who'd been wronged.
"Evelyn, I could never divorce you because of these things. We've been together for five years. You should know I love you, and you know divorce is the one thing I cannot bring myself to do."
The man clenched his fists, his entire arm oozing blood. He seemed utterly unable to believe I would divorce him.
After all, on our wedding day, we vowed to stay together for life. Not even death could part us. But his promises had long been broken. This sham marriage should end now.
I remained as composed as ever. "If you won't divorce amicably, I'll have to sue for divorce. I have a lawyer who can guarantee my victory."
Just then, Howard walked in with dinner.
Eric turned to look at him,
