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And I know denying the payment now wouldn’t prove anything.

It would be seen as guilt. Nothing else.

But I’ve talked to my own lawyer.

And it’s going to take time.

Resources.

Coordination.

But I have a plan.

And it’s going to work.

Chapter 161

Tilda

“Just the one box?”

I nod at the woman. “Making some room in the closet.” I try to say it like a joke, but it sounds as sad as I feel.

Today is the three-month mark.

My three-month wedding anniversary.

The day Ethan gets his money.

Standing at my open passenger door, I take the box off my seat and hand it to the woman.

“Do you need a donation receipt?”

I shake my head.

“Then you’re all set.”

“Thank you.” I force out a smile. Then I circle around the back of my truck, and I drive away.

Chapter 162

Ethan

I’m not stalking her.

I didn’t follow her into town.

I was already here.

I just happened to see her leave on the driveway camera.

Guilt tries to push into the forefront of my mind. But I’ve been swimming in enough guilt to sink a fucking yacht, so this is nothing.

Easy to ignore.

And I didn’t come here to find her.

I was just already here. At the post office. Seeing a notary.

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