Chapter 4

I was the wife he had scorned, cast aside, and dismissed as someone who could never keep up with his world, the very woman who had stood by him through thick and thin.

Tyrone stuck around the whole afternoon.

The receptionist kept calling, saying he was camped out in the lobby and just wouldn't leave.

I ignored every call.

It wasn't until close to quitting time that my phone finally rang.

It was an unknown number.

I picked up.

"Whitney, you vicious witch! What the hell do you want?" It was Nyla's shrill, furious voice. "Are you trying to destroy…