“When will you sign the divorce papers now that everything is settled?” she asked without preamble. 

“How are you my dear?” Noah asked, aiming to soften the venom in her tone.

“Don't you dare call me your dear. Answer the damn question. When are you signing the papers so I can have them sent to you immediately!”

“It's alright. I'm sorry, please, don't be offended. I asked you for a little more time. Babe please, I didn't do it and…”

“You didn't do ...