Bethany threw her head back and grinned, her voice dripping with mockery. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

“Does it look like I’m joking?” Chantel shot back, shoving a stack of documents toward her.

Bethany leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. “Let me guess. Fred doesn’t want to marry you, does he? Funny, considering he left me for you. Oh, the irony.”

Chantel’s lips curved into a tight smile, though her eyes burned with irritation. “Well done pointing that out. But today isn’t about me. It’s about your husband starting a new life.”

Bethany burst into laughter, shaking her head. “A new life? And you think getting me...