Only After Divorce, He Realized I Was His World

“Does your offer still count? I’ve decided to join Centineo Law Firm.”

I stood quietly before the window, my fingers absentmindedly rubbing against the fabric of a neatly ironed men’s shirt.

“If you’re certain, I can grant you the title of partner. But what about Cody Partridge? Twenty-five years ago, you refused the lucrative offer of a New York law firm for his sake. And your children, don’t they oppose you leaving for abroad?”

At his calm inquiry through the headset, I gave a low, mocking laugh.

“Cody doesn’t care where I end up.”