Married To My Billionaire Nemesis
Lavender Pen forget my husband i'll go make money chapter 62
EDEN
Jordan's wife, Lena, sits on the edge of the sofa, her shoulders shaking as fresh tears roll down her cheeks. She's younger than I expected. Maybe early twenties. She has tired eyes and is wearing a simple black dress that looks like it was thrown on in a hurry. She clutches a crumpled tissue in a tight grip.
I sit beside her, one arm around her shoulders, rubbing slow circles on her back the way I wish someone would do for me right now.