The next morning, I took up Nathan's breakfast to his study, where he was busy proofreading documents and putting his signatures on them.He brought his laptop closer, making space for me to drop his meal."Nathan," I called softly, "I need to discuss something with you.""I'm listening," he said, without lifting his head from his documents."I want a divorce," I blurted."Then get it. How much do you need?""Nathan?!""I'm listening," he said, looking at me. "Take what you need from the account.""I'm not buying anything.""Then, what?""I want a divorce."I knew when my words sank in.His eyes widened, his gaze unmoving. He opened his mouth, closed it and opened it again."You're joking.""I'm not," I said firmly. "I want out of this marriage.Nathan threw back his head and laughed. "Stop already, Ariella. We both know you can't survive without me. Where would you even live? Heck, can you even afford a lawyer?"I swallowed, he wasn't lying. "That's why I'm asking that we solve this
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