Jonathon Gibson slowly pulled Christine Quinn aside, "Do you know how much my heart aches for you right now?"
Christine Quinn gently shook her head, "Let's not talk about it, it's all in the past... Give me the divorce papers, I'll hand them to the servant."
Jonathon Gibson nodded and then retrieved the divorce papers from the car, handing them to Christine Quinn.
Christine Quinn took the papers and turned to give them to the servant who was standing silently behind her, instructing, "Give these to Mr. Jones."
"Yes."
Christine Quinn glanced at the villa she had lived in for over a year, feeling as if a hole had suddenly burst open in her heart.
Jonathon Gibson opened the car door for her, "Shall we?"
Christine Quinn took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness in her heart, and then bent over and entered the car.
"You didn't forget the medicine, did you?" Jonathon Gibson asked worriedly before closing the door.
"No."
"Missus, wait."
