Chapter 4

In a feverish haze, my phone rang repeatedly.

I struggled to reach for it and answered.

Seraphina's voice, tinged with annoyance, came through.

"Do you have any sense of time? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."

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

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

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

She 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 boy like Julian. Stop being dramatic."

I actually laughed, angered. "You might not know, but the 'little boy' you speak of is only two years younger than me."

She used to call me 'little boy' too.

Maybe she was just tired of it now.

It didn't matter.

I had no expectations of her anymore.