Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect
“Melvin… it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s that without hard proof, words don’t count for anything.”
“But I want to hear it,” Melvin said, gaze unwavering.
Wanda let out a long sigh, like she’d been holding it in for years. “Melvin, I can tell Miss Sanders. But are you sure you want to hear it?”
“Of course.”
So Wanda repeated every word she had told Sarah the day before, piece by piece, without leaving anything out.
Even after she was taken away, Melvin sat there, still thinking.
Zachary had not expected the story to reach that far either, especially not into the old grudges of the previous generation.