Chapter 5

Eric's brows were knitted together in frustration. He stood there for a while before finally pulling himself together, slipping off his coat and tossing it into the trash without any hesitation.

I couldn't stop myself from stealing another glance at it.

That coat… I remembered it.

Back when we got married, I snuck his measurements in the middle of the night and had a designer custom-make it for him.

Guess anything tied to me was just as disgusting to him as that messed in the trash.

Throwing it away wasn't even something to regret.

I clenched my fists, unable to…