The Wife He Cast Out
the cold entryway. I stood outside in the freezing rain, shivering in m
d out, my voice trembling.
he television inside growing louder. I k
world of numbers and high-stakes trades, a world where my intuition was legendary. They called me "Golden Eyes" because I could se
an anything. He painted a picture of a quiet life, a family, a home filled with warmt
n his. "But you deserve to rest. Let me take care of you.
g into a joint account under his management. I traded my corner office for a suburban home, my tailored suits for aprons. I became a homema
cessful, could help him. He found a doctor for a "special procedure," a transfer of bone marrow. He claimed it would link our fates, ensuring his health and our family' s prosperity. I was so in love, so tru
e present. My hand went to my lower back, where a dull ache always lingered. The
was my eight-year-old son, Ethan. He looked at
did wrong," Ethan said, his voice flat.
reappeared a year ago. The woman he swore was just a friend
can you just let M
via are talking about my college fund. He sa
d Ethan. David had his arm aroun
e the cold will knock some sense into you. You'
rds catching in my throat. "David,
rah. That was a long time ago. You' re just a house
y, our joint assets, into Olivia' s tech startup. It' s the future,
left his laptop open. Olivia' s startup was a sinking ship, a fraudulent mess designed to siphon money from investors. And I
inding some strength. "That company is worth
are question my judgment. You know not
have heard a hundred times. "Yeah, Mom! Dad' s
re was no love there. There never was. He didn't see a wife, a partner, the mother of his child. He saw a bank account he could drain, a resource he
ttled deep within me. The naive, trusting woman who had stood on this doorstep shivering was gone. Sh
im, my eyes clear and steady for the first time in years. I
ed away from the house. I could hear him shou
are you going?
thought I was a washed-up housewife. He had forgott
little empire with my money,
of it. And then, I was going t