Chapter 7

My smile faded as I fixed him with a cold stare. "Any issues with the divorce paperwork should be addressed through my attorney."

His bewildered and hesitant expression seemed out of place, as if his face wasn't accustomed to displaying such emotions.

"I... I've spoken with your physician. He verified your memory loss. I shouldn't have questioned you. I..."

A chilly fall wind blew through.

As Simon moved to place his jacket over my shoulders, I swiftly stepped away, leaving his hand suspended in mid-air.

"Mr. Ford, I have no emotional attachment to you now and your opinions are irrelevant to me. I'm departing on an extended trip soon. I anticipate finalizing matters at the Civil Affairs Bureau upon my return."

Wendy had completed the necessary documents and called out to me, so I set down the kitten and strode past Simon.

I didn't spare him a backward glance.

He remained still, observing my retreating figure. As he pulled his coat tighter, his fingertips blanched.