"Yes, I might be poor, but that doesn't mean I would sell my marriage for money, right?"
Jaylene's voice amplified a few decibels as she got more impassioned. "So, I put off the idea of divorcing you again, thinking to struggle a while longer, to endure a little more, or perhaps, to wait a while longer."
"But Aurora Richardson's cold that turned into a fever and then a coma made me realize my refusal to divorce was a mistake. So I thought we'd part quietly to avoid being held responsible if something were to happen to Miss Richardson."
"Second Young Master Thompson, you probably couldn't have imagined that I had arranged for a new house through a friend. The moment our divorce is finalized, I am leaving instantly, and from then on, we will each go on our separate ways."
