The Bride Asked for My Taste. I Gave Her a Wedding Gift She Couldn’t Return.

Grant leaned back. “The divorce will be clean. You’ll be taken care of. You can keep the Charleston house.”

The Charleston house had belonged to my grandmother.

“How generous.”

“And the Santa Fe property.”

Bought with my mother’s inheritance.

“I’m overwhelmed.”

His jaw flexed. “Don’t make this ugly.”

I almost laughed.

Ugly had already arrived. It was sitting continue reading …