I’ve been divorced from your son for three years now, so let his new wife help you from now on. I won’t lift a finger,” I told my former mother-in-law.
Yulia stood by the window, watching Oleg load the suitcases into the car trunk. His movements were fussy, hurried—as if he were afraid she might change her mind and refuse to let him go. “Are you sure you can handle it?” he threw over his shoulder, not even looking in her direction. “Do I have […]
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