Chapter Eighty One

Roman's point of view:

I closed the file and rested my back against my office chair.

My mind drifted to the thought of Irina.

She really meant the divorce. I thought she was using it to play before.

I didn't know she was serious about it.

I need a distraction from her. She is making things difficult for me now as I think about her every minute.

I stood up and took a scroll about my office just to get fresh air. Whether she likes it or not, I am going to tell her about my trip to Italy so that if I die, she should be free to move on. She is going to divorce me anyway.

It was already late but I didn't feel like going home.

What is the essence of going home when the person that now makes it a home hasn't arrived.

I picked up my phone, I didn't expect to see loana's missed call on my phone.

Everyone knows Loana doesn't like it when people disturb her when she is having fun, so seeing her missed call now baffled me.

I was about to call her when she called again.

"Hello Roman." She said im