The Fourth Divorce, Goodbye Gareth

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The little bird Gareth Huxley kept in his gilded cage was eight months pregnant and ready to pop.

He handed me the divorce papers. Again.

In our four years of marriage, this was the fourth time he had asked for a divorce for the sake of his mistress.

This time, I didn't say a word. I simply signed my name with a steady hand.

Gareth let out a sigh of relief. He even reached out, trying to be sweet as he made his hollow promise.

"Once the baby's legal paperwork for the trust fund is final