Chapter 2 . Rosalind shook her head " I'm not angry . " " You've seemed off these past few days . Did I do something wrong " " I'm fine . " " You're not , " Christopher insisted . " We've known each other for fifteen years , Rosa . I can tell when something's bothering you . I've been trying to figure out what I did , but I'm drawing a blank . Just tell me , and I'll fix it . Okay ? " Rosalind looked up at the man she'd loved for fifteen years and suddenly found him almost unrecognizable . His features were the same . The sharp , rebellious boy had matured into a successful , dependable man , yet , inexplicably , he felt like a stranger . " You're overthinking it . It's just PMS . " Christopher still looked skeptical . " Just PMS ? Really ? " " Yes . " Rosalind nodded . He pulled out his phone and made a call . " Cancel everything at the office this week . Have Joshua bring any urgent files to my house . " " What are you doing ? " Rosalind asked . " I'm staying home with you , " he stated . " If you're feeling down , I want to be here to talk . " A faint , humorless laugh escaped Rosalind . " What's so funny ? " Christopher asked . " Wouldn't any woman laugh , having such a perfect husband ? " Christopher's expression finally relaxed into a genuine smile . " Rosa , if something's wrong , you have to tell me . We're partners . Don't bottle things up . " " And what about you ? Is there anything you're keeping from me ? " Christopher leaned in playfully , pressing a quick kiss to her lips . " We've been married three years now . Maybe it's time we started trying for a baby . " Rosalind didn't answer . Instead , she reached into her bag and pulled out a thin stack of papers . " Look this over , then sign it . " Christopher didn't even glance at the documents . He flipped straight to the last page and scrawled his signature . Handing it back to her , he said , " Done . Here you go . " " You didn't even look at what it is ? " Rosalind pointed out . " I'd give you anything you asked for , Rosa . I know the idea of having a child scares you . If signing papers gives you more security , why wouldn't I ? " " Christopher , I think you should read it first … " 19:51 1.8 % * Charters A soft vibration interrupted her : A notification lit up Christopher's phone screen . He glanced at it , and a tender smile instantly softened his features , his eyes warm . His fingers danced over the screen as he typed a reply . A moment later , he stood up abruptly . " Rosa , I need to take this call outside . " " Fine , " she replied . As soon as Christopher stepped out , Rosalind got up and headed for the garage . She slid into the driver's seat and started the engine . The car's infotainment screen flickered to life . Christopher's WhatsApp was still synced . The conversation he'd just had was displayed clearly . Toya texted , " Yay ! That rich lady came again today for jewelry ! My commission this month is gonna be awesome ! Dinner's on me ! " Christopher texted back , " So happy , darling ? " " Haha , of course ! Praying the rich lady comes every day ! I love her ! " " I used to buy every day too . Didn't see you loving me that much . " " Pfft , totally different ! She's my Platinum VIP ! " " And what am I ? " " You ? Oh , you've been dumped ! Nothing gets in the way of my hustle ! " " Use me and toss me aside , hmm ? " " Call me ? My hands are tired from typing . That rich lady tried on like a million necklaces today . Cleaning up was a workout ! " " Okay . " Rosalind stared at the contact name Toya for a long moment , then closed her eyes . Images of the sales associate , Latoya , and those striking , beautiful hands flooded her mind , invasive and unwelcome . She cut the engine and went back inside . The papers Christopher had signed still lay exactly where he'd left them . Rosalind picked them up and placed them back in her bag . The bold , black header at the top of the first page stood out starkly : Divorce Agreement . Next to the divorce agreement lay another file .