DEVON

My eyes were glued to the red line on the company's chart as it continued its slow agonising descent. If I was being honest, it probably started tanking even faster after Mimi's little encounter with one of the shareholders' daughters.

I tossed my phone onto the couch and rubbed a hand over my forehead, trying to ease the headache pounding behind my eyes. All Mimi ever seemed to do these days was bitch about how I'd ruined her life and how she regretted ever marrying me, the irony was almost laughable.

She acts like like some helpless victim, but I was the one paying for her bullshit.

A cigarette...