The Mistress Flaunted My Stolen Sapphire Ring at a Country Club Luncheon—Until I Walked In With the Police Chief, Exposed My Husband’s Secret Fiancée, and Made Him Lose His Career Before Dessert

the divorce was basically done.”

“It is.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“The problem is timing.”

Madison looked at the ring, turning her hand beneath the bathroom lights. “The problem is you’re scared.”

That landed. Ethan Whitmore could tolerate being called cruel, busy, brilliant, even heartless. He could not tolerate being called scared.

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