Chapter 56

Moments later, he finally asked, "Wynonna, can we not get a divorce?" I thought I had misheard him. Before I could respond, Jameson added, "Wynonna, can we just talk this out nicely? Let's not treat divorce like a joke." I didn't respond. Noticing my silence, Jameson continued, "I admit that I married you out of spite at first, but we've been through so much together over the past five years. Why can't we just move past this and live happily together?" His voice softened and carried a hint of helplessness. "Wyn, I know I've wronged you in many ways, but please, stop this nonsense. Come back home." As he finished, I hung up the phone and blocked his number immediately. I calmly made my way upstairs, where I noticed a mess of luxury items scattered across the room. I pulled out my phone, downloaded the resale app that Chloe had mentioned, and began listing each item for sale. Back when I was 18 years old, I dreamed of a fairy-tale romance. By 25 years old, I had paid the pr