CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Luke stared at the documents that had just been delivered. He’d been tempted not to sign for them, but he knew it would’ve been pointless.
Jocelyn had filed for divorce. Her signature was scrawled at the bottom of the page. It seemed accusing. Or maybe it just wanted to remind him of what he lost.
Luke threw the papers onto his desk. If he could burn them, he would.
He began to pace his office. He’d returned to the Wright mansion soon after Jocelyn had moved out of their apartment. Luke didn’t know which had been more of a torment: being around his family or knowing that Jocelyn would never return to the place they’d called home.
The only benefit of the mansion was that it was so large Luke could avoid his family. And avoid he did. He didn’t go down for dinners. Wh
