I Refuse to Divorce novel (Zoe and Mason) novel Chapter 1

Zoe Sanders wasn’t sure if every cheating man had two phones. Mason’s lover sent a picture to him while he was in the bathroom. She was a delicate young lady, but she was dressed in elegant attire that didn’t exactly fit her age. So, she looked a little out of place.

“Thank you for the birthday present, Mason.”

Zoe stared at his phone for a long time. Then, her eyes welled up. She knew Mason had kept a lover on the side, but she didn’t think she’d look like this. Aside from the obvious heartache, Zoe was surprised at her husband’s taste in women as well.

She felt sorry that she saw his secret. Then, she heard the bathroom door opening. Mason wrapped a towel over his defined muscle and sturdy chest. He was tall and sensual.

“How long are you going to look at it?” He took the phone away, glanced at her, and started getting dressed. He wasn’t the least bit embarrassed over the fact that she caught him cheating.

Zoe knew very well that he was able to act this way because he was the breadwinner in their family. It didn’t matter that she used to be a renowned violinist. She was a homemaker now.

Zoe didn’t press him about the picture. She couldn’t afford to do it. She said hurriedly when she saw that he was heading out, “I’ve something I need to say to you, Mason.”

He took his sweet time fastening his belt and looked at her. He probably thought about how meek and submissive she was on the bed earlier, “Up for another round?”

It might’ve sounded like they were intimate, but he was just toying with her. He had never cared about her. He had to marry her because of an accident.

He took his Patek Philippe watch from the night table and said nonchalantly, “You have five minutes. The chauffeur’s waiting for me downstairs.”

Zoe could just guess where he was headed. She said tentatively, “I want to go back to work, Mason.”

Go back to work?

Mason finished fastening his watch and looked sideways at her. Then, he took out a checkbook, wrote a figure on it, and tore it off, “Isn’t it nice being a homemaker? You’re not suited for work.”