He Signed the Divorce Papers Smiling—Certain He’d Left Me With Nothing. He Was Wrong.
He signed the divorce papers with a smirk, his expensive pen scratching loudly against the document as he scrawled his name with a flourish. Ethan Caldwell didn’t even look at me as he pushed the papers across the mahogany table, already texting someone—I knew it was Tessa, his mistress, probably about their upcoming trip to…