I blinked not once or twice, but continuously.

“What?, I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“It’s just as you heard, Zara. We were never divorced,” he leaned back into his chair comfortably, like he hadn’t just dropped a bomb. 

“I was also deceived. The lawyer I used turned out to be a fake who was just after quick money.”

I swallowed the bile that was rising in my throat. Did he expect me to be gullible enough to believe this trash? I bit my lip at the thought of the fact that ...