I calmly turned off my phone screen.In the past, I might have felt heartbroken. I might have lost control and demanded an explanation from Brooke. But now, none of it mattered anymore.I printed out the divorce papers and, for the first time, took a taxi to Brooke's office. Back then, in her eyes, even that would have been considered wasteful. Money spent with nowhere better to go.But when I arrived, I was told Brooke was attending a banquet. Security stopped me at the entrance.I was about to leave when Isaac, who had stepped outside for some air, spotted me. In the end, as her rightful husband, I still had to rely on a few casual words from him—his charity—just to be allowed inside.Isaac walked over, a provocative smile tugging at his lips. "Marcus, doesn't it feel awful, being unwanted by everyone? Too bad… Brooke's attention is all on my son and me. She can't possibly spare any time to care about how you're living. A thousand dollars isn't easy to live on, is it? How about
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