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

and Carlee's terror formed a puzzle he couldn't piece together, but every possi

he talking about?

ok her head frantically, her eyes wide with a desperate, unconvi

It was low and mocking, full of a lazy co

ook his head with mock sadness. "And here I thought we had something special. Cancún, remember? That little hotel by the beach? You said I was the best you'd ever had." He wi

ckly, mottled crimson. "Shut up! Shut

know she was pregnant, right? My kid. About eight months ago. She didn't tell you that part? Took a little

He had thrown away his loyal wife for a woman who was carrying another man's child. But as he looked at Carlee's furious, panicking face, a chilling realization hit him. He couldn't leave her. His entire future, his prestigious

but desperate to please. "Shut up, you filthy blackmailer!" Jaycob yelled at Leo, playing the devoted fiancé despite the green hat firmly placed on his h

w that is a well-trained dog! You hear that, Genevieve? He is

Genevieve, her face a mask of venomous hatred. "You!" she screamed, pointing a trembling finger. "You did t

. "I merely invited a guest to our divorce proceedings," she said, her tone mild. "I thought

fties, with sharp eyes and a severe gray suit, rushed i

ly to Carlee's side. "Miss Roman, be quiet," she commanded in a low, steely voice. The

The stage was set. It wa

terly pathetic, clinging to Carlee like

er voice crisp and cle

ten thousand dollars. Living expenses, at two thousand a

r you've been driving for the last six years, wh

rent-free, for five years. That's a conservative e

, Jaycob's face grew paler, u

t compensation? For what? Being a wife? You weren't a wife, Genevieve

ree with Carlee. "She's right! I never

of marriage, and not a single night in the same bed. Yo

ng, Jaycob's father was diagnosed with terminal cancer. His dying wis

he room was u

tion and his father's medical bills. I held his father's hand when he took his last breath. I pa

n. I gave up my own doctoral program. I buried his father. And I did it

p, and typed quickly. She turned the screen toward him

ance of it become the front-page story of every gossip blog in the country by morning." Her eyes flickered to Carl

. He looked at Carlee's tear-streaked, terrified fa

ng certainty, that Genevieve was not going to let h