Scarlett POV
One day later, I was buried in work.
After staring at the screen of my computer for an extended period, the numbers became blurry and indistinct.
My phone buzzed next to my keyboard.
I glanced at it.
Jaxen.
It was too much effort to keep blocking and unblocking numbers, and besides, whether I answered him was entirely up to me.
Today, I didn't feel like hearing his voice.
I declined the call.
A few minutes later, my office phone rang.
Then I realized it wasn't my cell phone.
It was the company's internal line.
A wealthy, powerful ex-husband was apparently determined to find every way to reach me.
I picked up the receiver, already annoyed.
"What?"
Then I remembered I was sitting in an open office.
A little louder and everyone around me would hear.
I lowered my
