Chapter 182

Correct your mistakes once you know it…

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At the other end, Liza kept staring at the silent phone in her hand.

Mike had dropped the call. Without telling her it was a joke. Which meant that truly, he was pushing for a divorce?

‘No way! Over my dead body.’ She swore violently as she ran to the bathroom. Almost tearing off the clothes on her body, she hurriedly lathered the washing clothes with soap as she switched on the shower, full blast.

Dressing with haste, five minutes later, Liza was walking down the stairs, smartly dressed in one of her office clothes.

But before she could cover the last step, one of the maids walked in from the hallway to greet her respectfully.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Stanford.”

“Good afternoon Mary. I am on my way out and I might not be back for a while.” She said in a distracted tone while checking her bag to make certain she had all she wanted.

“Oh okay Madam, but I was just on my way upstairs to tell you there is a visitor at the door asking fo