NATALIEI’ve barely slept since yesterday. Kendrick’s words kept replaying in my head, each one sharper than the last.I want a divorce.Kendrick hadn't threatened me with anything. That was the problem. He hadn't shouted, slammed anything, or lost his temper with me. That cold, controlled expression of his told me he wanted to end our marriage as though he had already made the decision years ago.I lowered myself onto the sofa, lost in thought. After four years as Mrs. Kendrick Fernsby, living in the mansion, wearing the clothes, attending the events, sitting beside one of London’s most powerful men and watching everyone treat me like I had won some extraordinary prize, Kendrick wanted to take it all away.I clenched my hands together. No. He couldn't do that. Not after everything.I reached for my phone and opened my banking application. The numbers on the screen were still large enough to make most people gasp, but suddenly they didn't look as comforting as they had yesterday. Th
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