George’s Pov

I sat at my desk, staring at the divorce papers in front of me with barely contained anger.

The lawyer I had sent to Wendy with the papers had brought them back earlier, saying she refused to sign them.

That act of defiance from her pissed me off more than anything. I wanted to move on. I wanted the closure these divorce papers would bring and how dare she deny me that? She was the one who had thrown what we had away to the dogs, so she had no right to deny me my wish.

The lawyer said she had been on the verge of signing it...