Evidently she took some offense at my intended sarcasm. Too bad. For my part I was more than a little disappointed. The great thing about freedom is t...e feeling of confidence that comes with it. She knew I knew about Gerald Sanders, but I was willing to bet she didn't know about this."I meant nothing by it. It's just that," I paused for dramatic effect. I wanted to say this as calmly and clearly as possible. "When I confronted your lover and compelled him to dump you..." chew on that little. ’ ‘If either of us decide to divorce, all our marital assets will be divided 50-50. You can live in the house till our youngest son reaches eighteen and then the house will be sold and the equity will also be divided 50-50. Do you have any problem with this agreement?’ Marsha was crying and said, ‘Only that you won’t be here. I really do love you Roger, I didn’t realize what I had till I lost it. I really fucked up good. Do you plan on divorcing me Roger?’ ‘I need time Marsha, I need lots of. "Of chaos and patterns, this is not your fault." I didn't fight," she says looking down at her feet."Where did this come from?" I halt my pace and force her to look me in the eye."I don't wanna be a sinner," she looks like she is going to cry."Verse take them," I mutter under my breath. "Come on." I give her a nod of my head for her to follow me and stalk off."Who is that?" Alys asks as she trots after me. I look over my shoulder, to see Camulus is standing and watching me and my. "State your business," they said simultaneously, even though they knew perfectly well what John was doing there."I have an appointment with Ms. Hayes." She is expecting you. Please accompany us."The guards led John down the short hallway to the ornate double doors at the far end, which opened automatically upon their arrival. Swallowing down a nervous lump, John entered the lavishly decorated suite."Ah, John!" called a voice from the upper level. Melinda Hayes strode down the stairs, dressed in.