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Adimitive laugh was heard through the phone, followed by a sice that dripped with arrogan “Owen, it charly states you’re walking away with nothing in that divorce apreminat you drafted
“It’s only been a few days, and now you’re asking for comprmation and separation fees. Let’s be real; isn’t this all about money?” Yvette’s tone was scornful, and could imagine her sam superior and through the line
I kept my voice calm but cutting. “All about money? Wette, that’s rich coming from you. I don’t have time for your games. You can think whatever you want, but you’re paying that
“And whyshould the shot back coolly
“Tawhole year, I cooked every meal you are, handed everything around the house, and took care of your parents. If you’d hired someone to do all that, it would’ve cost a small Terbare Ewas your housekeeper. So, a parting fee doesn’t sound reasonable, does it?
In truth, after everything I’d done to her er four years in this time and that, even two million wouldn’t make up for it.
But Yuette semainedunbord. “That’s your job as a husband. And you’re bragging about 117–
sty Lace flashed, embarrassed and angry. I never wanted her money, but right now, my uncle gently needed financial support. Legally, I had a right to part of our shared assets–il anything, I was already being pensi BEL
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“yvette, yes, a husband is supposed to care for his wide. But a wile should also care for her husband. You’ve never done that. If I hadn’t been looking out for you, who knows what state yo
“Let’s put it this way. A lot of our assets are marital property. Should’t I get a she?”
There was a long pause before the finaly said, “s7
“So, you’ll give me my share of the money, and make sure you never have to see me again. We can both move on.”
be give a decisive Luigh. “Your dad already called me about a new business project he wants to invest in. Isn’t that why you’re so eager to divorce–to get money?”
Tund has project if you come with me to a family dones,” she added.
My mood darkened instantly. My dad had been pestering her again, despite my warning. And now, he was dragging me into stron
Neting my silence, she continued, “Grandpa likes you. If you come to this darer, I’ll find your dad’s project, and you can stop making a fuss over this divorce.”
