Mr. Knight, Your Ex is a Lab Mogul

On the night of their fifth wedding anniversary, Jolie Knight cooked an entire dinner herself.

But it wasn't until nearly ten o'clock that Kaden Knight finally came home-and the first thing he did was head straight for the shower.

The food on the table had already gone cold. Jolie dumped everything into the trash without hesitation.

When she picked up the jacket Kaden had tossed onto the couch, planning to throw it in the wash, her fingers pulled out a lace T-back thong from the pocket.

It wasn't the first time she had received that girl's little provocations. Including this one, it was the ninety-ninth.

The bathroom door swung open, and Kaden stepped out.

He was shirtless, with a white towel loosely hanging around his waist.

He glanced at the pink lace thong in her hand and barely reacted, only lifting a lazy eyebrow.

"Larry can be childish. You don't need to get worked up over her," he said.

Jolie's eyes traveled over the face she used to adore-still handsome, still familiar. How had things fallen apart in less than five years?

But it didn't matter; she had promised herself that after forgiving him 99 times, she would divorce him.

The 99th time had arrived, and their marriage was over.

"I've decided to join the three-year closed research project you mentioned last time."