The words bounced around in Baxter's ears, morphing into senseless babble. It took him a long time to process, or perhaps, accept the comprehension of what she had just said.
He wagged his head in disbelief.
"I... I don't think I follow. D... Divorce?" He faltered. "What're you talking about, Ivanka? What on earth is going on here?"
His reaction broke Ivanka even more. She shouldn't be doing this to him, but she didn't know how else to live with a man, while her heart belonged to another. He may not know it, but she was doing him a favour.
"I...I tried." She dropped her gaze. "Believe me, Baxter, I tried to make this work. I tried all I could to see you as that one perfect guy for me, to see your good sides and all. But no matter how hard I tried... it just didn't work out. I... I know
