Fall For You( Love , marriage and divorce #3)

it for a couple of hours as Clinton was engrossed in an international co

im, Clinton was somewhat surprised. Daniels rarely, if ever, came to the office. Hi

ired, raising an eyebrow. "

nt of unease in his expression. "Can

iosity was piqued. "Of course,

ton's desk, the weight of his concerns was palpable. I

en to Sahara?'' He asked worriedly as he

linton, is it already set in stone? Are you really not com

nodded s

t been well, she has been refusing to eat. She's heartbroken, sir. She miss

mix of emotions. He was well aware of the pain his absence had caused hi

. I will visit her as so

ra needs is

ather.'' Regret fl

doubt it. She feels abando

e. The weight of his choices bore heavily on his shoulders. ''I appreciate yo

ed out from under her feet and has to pick up the pieces of the rel

a few days' time," Clinton

t, he ran into an elegant woman, Lydia, dressed in a pink pastel suit. Snow white p

ile on her face as she stared at the sleeping baby

tracks, a look of disgust r

ked with disdain, glarin

k by his disdainful

yourself after ruining the lives of two innocent people? How do you slee

as she lowered her gaze. "We did

are a million single men out there. Why

as he walked over, reprimanding his

t?" Mr. Daniels challenge

ve," Clinton warned, hi

r really loved Mrs. Monique, did you? You were only

orward, casting a war

power, and status, right?" Mr. Daniels

iels, who made no attempt to dodge. Lydia screamed in shock,

r. Daniels remarked,

ovoking him," Lydia begged,

ere," the securit

on my own," Mr. Daniels snap

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uise cleaned the dried blood

"Be gentle, you say? Why didn't you tell your

alk in immediately after I finished talking to

nt. She squeezed a little on her finger and applied it to his s

that woman proudly struts around t

e does now that Clinton is divo

mighty? She's nothing but a gold-digger. Our Monique is t

never be

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ing room. Clinton made forced attempts at cheerful chatter, but

ended in her hand. "Ma'am, th

s her expression creased into a frown. Sh

she get the home lin

, it was inevitable for her

ey phrase. She isn'

N

p. "Sarah Jones?

your soon-to-be ex-wife's outrageous behavior. Is that impudent woman out of her mind?" She s

Lydia said evenly, though her la

ributed apart from being a decorative piece in my son's house and spending his money?" she turned back to her son. "A

ostility towards Monique surprised him, but he h

excused herself to take the call. Constance

Did that vengeful harpy Moniqu

s jaw ti

n't alerted us, we'd still be obliv

but a treacherous troublemaker. None of this wo

ches from his. "Be honest with me. Do you stil

idea?" Clinton scoffed

ou've built and humiliate you so publicly?" Fury bla

. "She was within her legal r

king the china clatter. "Clinton! You're th

nothing, tearing off a hunk

d it come to that? Were you so stupidly lovestruck that

ratched the porcelain. "She was the only one willing to invest

. "If you hadn't allowed yourself to be led about by your lustful

uth, but Constance ba

majority share? Will he forever be subjected to her whims?" She shook

lain features etched with worry. Constance

ne who lost their position yesterday. We cannot have h

on crackled between the three of them, the fine china and glittering

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the dining room window, illuminating the clutte

g a restless rhythm. Fatigue etched lines around h

on the door shatt

ening apron around her neck, peeked in, her p

apped, her voice tight w

ve a vi

are, tell th

, Ms. Mo

roze, her hand hovering over a document. The footsteps stopped at the doorway, an

history. Monique's expression hardened into a

nce countered, her voice l

o welcome you into

t before I say my piece." She tossed a manila folder

rched eyebrow, but didn't bo

s. Name your price."

incredulity morphing into a f

Constance declared, her voice firm. "He deserv

s sound. "Hell? Is that wha

s cold, shar

ed, her voice dripping with disdain. "If you had loved him

ir? Constance, are you alright? Your son had nothing. He

ualify to carry

d ambitions. He would have made it without your money. If you hadn

ime bomb. Nobody wanted

e, her anger flaring. "If you hadn't seduced him

flesh echoed through the roo

nd daughter-in-law pair glared at each other. She watched them wide-

swirling between Monique and Constance. The air itself seeme

y finger at her almost former mother-in-law. H

slap, stood defiantly, a venomous smile pla

voice hissed through clenche

nstance's tone was ice-cold. "You

She gestured toward the doo