That night, Alistair did not come home.He didn't send a single message or make a single call. I didn't chase him, and I didn't ask.…The next morning, I arrived at the office early.Alistair was the CEO, while I was the head of R&D.In five years, our company had grown from a garage startup to an office in the heart of the CBD, yet our relationship had drifted farther and farther apart.The first phase of the new drug's development was complete, so work was relatively light for now.Holding my coffee, I opened the divorce agreement my lawyer had sent—just as Alistair walked into my office."Maria twisted her ankle getting out of the car last night," he said. "I stayed with her a little longer. By the time we were done, it was too late, so I just found a nearby hotel to stay the night."I nodded, my eyes still on the divorce papers, and replied casually, "I know."After all, we were about to get divorced. Who he slept with, or where, was none of my business. There was no n
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