Ryan

“We won” Anne says with a bright smile, pecking my cheeks. “And we get to keep it all; the house, the cars, everything”

“There’s no ‘win or lose’ in a divorce, Anne” Turning to face my lawyer, Mr Alfred, I extend my hands out to him. “Thanks for your hardwork”

He placed his hands in mine. “Likewise, Mr Ryan. Then, I’ll take my leave now”

“Drive safe”

“Honey, will you drop me off at home?” Anne inquired as we made our way out of the court room. ...