I Became A Billionaire After Divorce

from the cabinet. Gary walked in and p

d across his face. "Haven't I told you a

Wouldn't want to get you sick," I said,

edicine?" Gary aske

bit of a headache. I'll b

he bedside lam

eside me. I felt his breath near my

he always lik

y head, thinking about wha

t to wake Harley, only to find him already

of the mirror, fixing his

of perfume he'd given me a few y

tle down and muttered, "It will ex

said, pretending not

id, casting a quick glance at the table

not feeling well, but she still mad

at by myself," I said, stepping in b

Gary hesitated, as if he wanted

rned and walked

Harley? I'll pack a couple in case you get h

leave without a word. Then I

. I watched as Gary walked past the trash bin an

ss. By the time the ache crept into my

ling soles. That was when it hit me- I hadn't bought myself new

g, I had just finished making dinner. F

ething," he said, h

him holding a

astening it around my neck. Then

klace. It felt like the first gift

of a washed-up old mom," Harley said c

espond. Gary, however, scolded him.

ked. "Well,

d the child I'd given everything t

just a kid. Don't let it get t

oo. And yet, somehow, the way he spok