Jaxen POV
My mother’s voice blasted through the speaker, sharp and furious. I pulled the phone away from my ear, wincing at the volume.
“I had to hear it from Scarlett herself? What the hell were you thinking, Jaxen? Treating your own wife like this?”
“Mom,” I cut in, keeping my tone even and controlled, “I have my reasons for everything I’m doing.”
“Reasons? You’re treating her like an enemy! If you’re going to be this cold, maybe you should just divorce her and put everyone out of their misery. I don’t understand the man I raised anymore.”
I loosened my tie with a sharp tug, the silk suddenly choking me. The city skyline stretched out beyond the glass walls of my office, but my focus stayed locked on the storm brewing inside me. “Why does she even want the divorce in the first place
