He stood in front of Annabelle Linton, his tall frame blocking her path.
Annabelle Linton walked around him and continued forward.
Leona Grant followed her. They walked a few steps together before he turned a corner, pulling her into a deserted alleyway.
The alley was flanked by a building on one side and a wide, railed-off river on the other.
The water rushed by, and a breeze carrying the scent of earth and river water washed over them, a strangely refreshing sensation.
Annabelle Linton's long, wavy hair swayed gently in the breeze.
Leona Grant stared intently at Annabelle Linton's exquisite, cold face and said dejectedly, "So we're really divorced, just like that?"
Annabelle Linton shoved the divorce certificate in her hand into his, saying flatly, "You can open it and see for yourself."
