Chapter 7 . Eugene regarded her with skepticism . " Ms . Johansen , you endured fifteen years . Christopher mentioned just recently that you two were trying for a baby . What game are you playing ? " " Mr. Benitez . Will you help or not ? " Eugene didn't answer immediately . He studied her , as if trying to peel back layers to uncover her true scheme . At that moment , a server approached with their coffee , stumbled , and bumped into Rosalind . Rosalind lost her balance , falling against Eugene's chest . Outside the cafe , hidden in the shadows , a camera shutter clicked , capturing the moment . Eugene , sensitive to the telltale flash , pushed her away , a flicker of annoyance in his eyes . " You're being followed . " Rosalind stumbled slightly , steadying herself against the table . " No one is . " " Someone just took our picture , " Eugene said , a hint of dark amusement in his tone . " That pose , Ms. Johansen . If those photos get out , it won't look good . Have you pissed someone off ? " Rosalind offered a cool smile . " If you've done nothing wrong , Mr. Benitez , why fear the shadows ? Eugene raised an eyebrow . " Always this forward , Ms. Johansen ? " Rosalind gathered her belongings and put on her sunglasses . " I have to go , Mr. Benitez . I want this divorce finalized quickly . I assume you feel the same . Email me the draft power of attorney . I'll get Christopher to sign it . Then we proceed to the courthouse without delay . " " Fine . " Rosalind turned and left the cafe , hailing a cab . Inside the taxi , her phone buzzed . Several photos appeared . All showed her and Eugene . The angles were deliberately chosen to make it look like Eugene was embracing her, the poses highly suggestive . " Rosa , check these . Do they work ? " The sender was her friend Sharlene Huff , a seasoned wedding photographer . Capturing ambiguous moments was her specialty . Rosalind texted , " Perfect . Thanks , Shar . " Sharlene texted back , " I just don't get it . Why do you need these ? To make Christopher jealous ? " " He's irrelevant now . I don't have time for games. " " Then why ? " Rosalind's fingers tapped rapidly . " Eugene is volatile and rebellious . I need leverage in case he tries to sabotage me . " " Sabotage the divorce ? But doesn't he want you and Christopher to split up ? " < Chapter 7 . Rosalind sighed . " More than seeing us divorced , he enjoys making me miserable . " It wasn't the first time . Every move she made , Eugene seemed compelled to oppose it . Now that she was finally determined to end her marriage , she couldn't risk the unpredictable Eugene suddenly deciding to throw a wrench in the works . She needed an insurance policy . Suddenly , the taxi slammed on its brakes . Rosalind was thrown forward , her head smaXXing against the headrest of the front seat . The driver cursed . " Making out right in the middle of the damn road ! Blocking traffic ! Idiots ! " Rosalind looked up . A couple stood in the street ahead . The man seemed to have picked something up from the ground and handed it to the woman . She covered her face , apparently crying , then threw her arms around him in a grateful hug . Their embrace in the middle of the road had forced several cars to brake hard . A man got out of a black sedan nearby , furious . " Take your lovey - dovey crap home ! Are you trying to get killed ? " Christopher , one arm around the woman clinging to him , raised his other hand in a placating gesture , a charming smile on his face . " My apologies ! My girlfriend dropped her bracelet . I was retrieving it . " " You can't retrieve it in moving traffic ! " the man yelled . " Who pays if you get hit ? And what about everyone you've delayed ? You owe us compensation ! " Christopher remained unruffled . Raising his voice to address the other drivers , he announced , " My sincere apologies , everyone . I'll cover all your losses today . Contact my assistant to verify the amount . I'll pay triple . " power of money worked instantly . The Chapter 8 .