After The Divorce
"My mother worked hard as a waitress - it was honest work providing for me. Besides, your father is my father too."
Natalia waved her hand dismissively. "Waitress, maid, potato, potahto, it's all the same."
Melanie turned helplessly to Hardin. "Please, tell me you won't allow this."
Hardin watched her impassively, his hazel eyes showing nothing. "Our marriage is dissolved, Melanie. You have no right to be here anymore."
"How can you be so cold?" she whispered in despair.
“I do not know you to be a troublemaker Melanie,” he looked at her coldly. “You have to leave right now.”