It had been a load of everything—constant arguments about work, expenses, stubbornness, him hating your family, and you hating his—what led you and Jotaro to get a divorce. Your love perished years ago, yet, you didn't quite got rid of each other.

"God, I hate those meetings." His voice was a low gruf, stepping out of the private elevator with you following behind him. Jotaro would usually complain about anything that didn't involve field research.