The Wife He Cast Out

s proposals and investment ideas, and I, with my 'Golden Eyes' , could see the flaws, the hidden risks. I' d gently steer him toward safer, more profitable ventures. He took the

manipulation began to escalate. He started talking about my 'gift' as s

ique physiology, the source of my intuitive financial success, was creating an imbalance. They claimed a small bone marrow transplant to David would stabilize both of us,

s scared of losing me to the pressures of my own talent. I was so in love, and so tired of th

sceptible to illness. David, on the other hand, seemed to flourish. His business ventures, now guided by the dregs of my advic

m the procedure had compromised my immune system. I was in bed for two weeks, my fev

toning his coat. "Olivia' s startup

d, my breath shallow. "I just n

the screen. "Davey, I' m so stressed I could die. I need

him, leaving me alone in the dark, shivering with fever and a pain that had nothing to do with the pneumonia. He chose her

a gift. He saw it as a right. My health, my well-being, my very life force, was secondary to his desires and Olivia' s ambi

't angry because he loved me and felt betrayed. He was angry because his asset had just liquidated itself. His property h

was the one who dug the