You Cheated on Me, Now You’re Crying After the Divorce

Three years of marriage, and she was nothing but his invisible "secretary" — or worse, the woman he accused of drugging him to get a ring on her finger. It wasn't until Grace watched Alfred stroll out of the VIP terminal with his ex on his arm that she finally understood. This marriage had only ever been real to one of them. She signed the divorce papers without a scene. Quietly resigned. And moved on. That's when he lost control. "Grace, who gave you the right to just leave?" "Is this about another man? You're divorcing me for him?" Then came the night he stood in the rain, eyes red, blocking her path. "I was wrong. Can we go home?" She looked at him and said simply, "Mr. White, we're already divorced."