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I got up off the couch and walked over to where she threw my phone I picked it up and turned it around. It's fucking smashed. Great. I threw it at Dylan in anger hitting her on the back of her head. She quickly turned around and came towards me but her father pushed her back standing infront of her. 'Look we will figure this out Dylan, just calm down stressing out like this isn't going to help anyone okay'. Dylan just rolled her eyes and sat on her desk. Her father gave me a good luck smile before they both left.

'There was no need to smash my fucking phone' I shouted walking over the desk. 'Maybe pay more attention and actually care about OUR business then'. I just rolled my eyes. She quickly came around and pinned her against the desk. She grabbed me by my throat. 'If you don't care about it sign it over to me. And you can fuck off. I warned you it wouldn't end well if you fuck this up for me'. All I could see was anger in her eyes. I tried pulling her hands off my neck as I couldn't breathe. 'Dylan please I can't breathe' she finally let go of me and I dropped to the floor coughing.

I got up off the floor and stormed out of the office. I drove home feeling nothing but anger in me. As I walked in I grabbed the form and signed it then headed back to the office. I marched in and shoved it into Dylan's chest. 'Here's your fucking company you absolute asshole' I shouted at her. She gave me a confused look. Then she looked down seeing I signed it. She didn't look happy she didn't look sad. She had no emotion on her face. 'I also want a fucking divorce' I shouted before making my way to the door.

Dylan flew infront of me stopping me leaving. I just took a step back not wanting to be near her right now or for her to even touch me. 'We're not getting a divorce Elizabeth' she spoke to me in a monotone voice. 'I don't care anymore Dylan, I'm done with this. I'm done with you treating me like shit'. Fuck I'm crying I didn't want to cry in front of her. She went to hug me but I pushed her away. 'Stay the fuck away from me Dylan I mean it, I'm speaking with your father tomorow we are done' I say through tears. All Dylan does is stare at me clenching her jaw.

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