Burning With A 40°c Fever, I Was Sla:p::ped By My Husband Because Dinner Wasn’t On The Table. I Didn’t Argue Or Cry – I Quietly Signed The Divorce Papers He Tossed In Front Of Me. His Mother Smirked And Said, “Who Are You Trying To Scare? Walk Out That Door, And You’ll Be Begging On The Streets.”

Ethan softened his voice.

“You are sick and confused. Go upstairs and sleep. Tomorrow, we can discuss everything calmly.”

“My doctor is already outside.”

At that moment, headlights moved across the windows.

Dr. Moreno entered the kitchen with Lena Brooks, one of Claire’s former colleagues and a respected divorce attorney.

Ethan’s confidence faltered.

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