"Enough, David!" Mila's voice turned shrill. "If you're angry, take it out on me. Don't humiliate my friends."
I looked at her one last time. The woman I'd spent seven years protecting now looked like a stranger.
"My lawyer will deliver the divorce papers."
"David Weiss!!"
I didn't look back. I walked out of the office, blood drying on my forehead, ignoring the stunned stares of employees as I left the building—and my past—behind.
"Mr. Weiss finally showed some backbone today."
"About time. You have no idea—Ms. Galloway and Ryan are practically living together in her office. They don't even hide it."
"The humiliation that man has swallowed... Anyone else would have snapped by now."
The whispers faded as I stepped into the elevator. I checked my phone. A call from the villa.
"Mr. Weiss, please come home immediately."
Aunt Jade's voice trembled.
"A woman forced her way in—Mrs. Delgado. She had a key. Brought a whole group of relatives, declaring this is her house now." A stifled sob. "They threw me out, sir. Your mother came to visit, but that woman was so vile, Mrs. Weiss left in a rage."
The elevator pinged open. Another call overrode the first.
My mother.