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I Signed the Divorce, He Lost Everything

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 767    |    Released on: 05/12/2025

knew better than to ask questions. Nathaniel sat in the back, checking

lin was just helping Victoria out of a town car. She was s

it. He stormed over

ome nerve,"

ent behind the sunglasses. "Nathaniel? What are

s distance, doesn't it? You thought you could pa

ut," Victoria said, planting her feet a

aniel said, his voice shaking with

rowned. "I

t. "You did this. You're coming with me

him to pull her. She could have broken his wrist in three different ways, but she

st into

in a dramatic amount of gauze. Her leg was elevated in

aniel, she let ou

sing Victoria. He touched Julia's f

y. She flinched, shrinking back against the pi

spered. "Don't let

ooked at Victoria with disgusted f

ssed her arms over her chest. Her eyes weren't

kly; this looked like theatrical paint. She looked at the cast. It was real plaster, but the muscle

athaniel," Victo

niel shouted. "H

k. It just... it swerved right into me. I s

Nathaniel promise

ough the melodrama, "she wouldn't be talking. She wouldn't h

stared at her, shocked by the

threaten

ion is a tort in New York, Julia. Accusing me

mered, clutching Nathaniel's hand. "I

ctoria said. "I don't

one. "I'm recording t

commanded. He stepped betwe

e police report. I want to know

He was fast, fueled by adrenalin

d break cover. instead, she seemed to lose her balance

d been a split second before. His momentum carried him forwa

h

sed knuckles. He looked at Victoria, bewildered. It look

up straight, ad

e said softly. "You're c

o. For a brief moment, the

ia said. "I love the NYPD

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I Signed the Divorce, He Lost Everything
I Signed the Divorce, He Lost Everything
“My wealthy husband, Nathaniel, stormed in, demanding a divorce to be with his "dying" first love, Julia. He expected tears, pleas, even hysteria. Instead, I calmly reached for a pen, ready to sign away our life for a fortune. For two years, I played the devoted wife in our sterile penthouse. That night, Nathaniel shattered the facade, tossing divorce papers. "Julia's back," he stated, "she needs me." He expected me to crumble. But my calm "Okay" shocked him. I coolly demanded his penthouse, shares, and a doubled stipend, letting him believe I was a greedy gold digger. He watched, disgusted, convinced I was a monster. He couldn't fathom my indifference or ruthless demands. He saw avarice, not a carefully constructed facade. His betrayal had awakened something far more dangerous. The second the door closed, the dutiful wife vanished. I retrieved a burner phone and a Glock, ready to expose the elaborate lie he and Julia had built.”