My husband cheated on me in front of millions of people, brutally trampling into the dirt our marriage and everything that bound us together—I spit it out like a machine-gun burst.
“I demand a divorce!”
“On the contrary, my client is against a divorce. He loves you and will do everything to save this marriage,” the attorney for Berezovsky says dryly.
“Save our marriage?” I explode, forgetting the doctor’s request not to make sudden movements. My lower belly tugs strangely.
“I’ll never forgive him. Send that message.”
The lawyer smiles patronizingly.
“Let’s not make a scene. There’s no need for a fuss for Roman Alekseyevich.”
“I don’t care! I don’t want anything to do with him.”
We married when we were poor students, we went through a long road together—and now we’re facing the loudest divorce in the country and a shared war with secret enemies.
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Part One: “Infidelity.ru.”