Phineas could not contain the exaggerated roll of his eyes as she ranted on. She wasn't wrong. Any affection he once held for her had dwindled to almost nothing, but the steady decline had been her fault to begin with, but pointing that out now seemed pointless.

Or, she at least recognized some of it. Shocking. Hardly innocent. That was one way to put it.

Scoffing quietly, Phineas supposed again, she wasn't wrong, but if she was here to demand a divorce, she was barking up the wrong tree. "If you're here to suggest we end it, again you can march right out of my study." He didn't have time for whatever it was she was going on about. She really ought to just cut to the chase.