I cut him off calmly, my voice flat. "Declan, we're divorced. After all these years of this mess, I'm sure you're as sick of it as I am. I've given you and Serena what you wanted. So what is this?"
During our worst fights, Declan had told me to drop dead and hurled every cutting word imaginable, but I didn't want to fight anymore. I was tired. Every confrontation with him drained the life out of me. I furrowed my brow, my expression indifferent.
"That's enough. Whether you're regretful or happy, it has nothing to do with me."
Hearing me draw the line so ruthlessly, Declan panicked. He dropped to his knees in front of everyone, ignoring the shocked stares of passersby. He lunged forward, grabbed my legs, and begged, desperate and pitiful, like a madman, just as I used to be.
"Mimi, I kn
