My Alpha husband never allowed our son to call him Dad. But on the day his first love returned, he pulled our son into his arms and drunkenly told me, "Delphine, I love you." Except my name was Linnea Ivers, not Delphine Arden. He was calling his first love. Our son threw his arms around his neck, his face lighting up. Then he carefully asked me, "Mom, what's wrong with Mr. Hollis?" Holding back my tears, I took my son from him and carried him back to his room. When I returned to the guest room, I opened the divorce papers I had left unsigned for so long. I signed them and sent them to my attorney. Linnea: I want to end this marriage. Please handle the divorce for me.