Chapter 4

In my feverish haze, the phone rang repeatedly.

I struggled to reach for it and answered.

Julian's voice, laced with annoyance, came through the line.

"Can you please have some sense of time? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."

Oh, I was burning up and had forgotten about the divorce today.

I said weakly, "I have a fever. Can we reschedule?"

I was so weak, I couldn't even get up. How was I supposed to go?

He chuckled on the other end, "You forgot I'm a doctor? With your strong as an ox physique, how could you possibly have a fever?"

"You're 28, not a little girl like Scarlett. Don't be so dramatic."

I was genuinely amused. "You might not know, but the 'little girl' you're talking about is only two years younger than me."

He used to call me 'little girl' once too.

Maybe he just got tired of it.

Whatever.

I had no expectations left for him.