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Too Late, Ex-Husband: You Can't Afford Me

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1058    |    Released on: 30/06/2026

a plain gray suit stepped inside. He was in his forties, with dark hair and a face so unremarkable it was almost impossible to descr

hick manila folde

glossy photographs inside. A knowing, satisfied smile spread across her lips

gleaming with absolute authority. She turned on he

oze as the heavy doo

sing her face. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn't place it.

e diamond glittering under the chandelier. "You think bringing some errand boy in a cheap s

They destroy people. By the time I'm done with you, you won't just be broke. You'll be buried in legal fees you can't even begin to comprehend. You'll spend

hat I'll give you if you don't sign those papers and disappear. So do yourself a favor

s harder on yourself. We're offering you a way out. Don't be stupid." His voice cracked on the la

tered their arrogance. She walked back to the table, her aura suffoca

ur family's lawyers, but look at you. You are sweating in a wrinkled dress, desperately trying to throw money at

her bravado faltering. "I... I

love him. You just need a naive, pliable fool to cover up a filthy scandal. And Jaycob, you pathetic paras

ng nonsense!" Carlee shrieked,

!" Jaycob yelled, trying t

the man who knows the truth." She looked at the man

once and disappeared ba

r jacket, faded jeans, and worn boots that were utterly out of place in the elegant Georgetown home. He had a ha

instincts on high alert. "W

someone had pulled a plug and her life force was emptying onto the expensive hardwood floor. Her mouth fell ope

with clinical detachment. It w

ng blue, swept over Carlee. He took in the designer dress, the panicked expr

He winked at Carlee, a lazy, intimate gesture. "Hey, baby. Long time no see. You miss me? It has been so long since we had some

whipped around, his eyes wide with dawning, hor

ed like she was about to be sick

inally moved. She crossed her arms, the simple gold band on her finger catch

in." She paused, letting her gaze drift from Jaycob's stunned face to Carlee's terrified

fic truth finally dawning on him. But the re

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Too Late, Ex-Husband: You Can't Afford Me
Too Late, Ex-Husband: You Can't Afford Me
“For thirteen years, I gave up my own dreams to pay for my husband Jaycob's Yale Law School tuition, his father's funeral, and all our living expenses. But the moment he became a successful lawyer, he pushed a divorce agreement across the table, tossing me aside for Carlee Roman, a billionaire heiress. Carlee tapped her blood-red nails on the table, mocking me as a pathetic, penniless housewife. "He is an associate at a top firm now, and you are just a nobody," she sneered, flaunting her massive diamonds. Jaycob wouldn't even meet my eyes, ready to erase my thirteen years of sacrifice for a pitiful settlement that wouldn't even buy a decent apartment. They expected me to break down. They thought I would cry and beg for the man I loved, quietly accepting my fate after paving his path to success with my own blood and sweat. Instead, I tore the divorce papers in half. I didn't shed a single tear. I calmly handed him a meticulously calculated $1.25 million invoice for my thirteen-year "investment," exposed the man Carlee was secretly cheating on him with, and forced the arrogant heiress to pawn her jewelry to pay my debt. And just as I walked away with the cash to destroy her company, my phone rang-it was the Chief of Staff for a legendary political dynasty, telling me they had finally found their missing daughter.”