He Divorced Me; Oh Well! He's Gonna Regret It

f. The words that had come through the speaker continued to

would help him grasp their reality. His wife, Mandy, could see the s

rembling with worry. She reached out to touch his arm, trying

dable. "Don't worry about it, Mandy," he said s

of unease. She watched as Dwight got into their ragged bed, pulling the covers over himself with a peace that only increased her anxiety. D

meet the mysterious caller. He got dressed, choosing his best- the same suit he had worn on their wedding da

" she asked, trying to

wight replied with a small

with more questions than answers. She stood at the doorway, watching him lea

the curb, and Dwight's mouth fell open in awe. He had never seen a car like this up close before, let alon

ick you up," the driver said with a slight

e?" he asked, still trying to w

for him. "Please, get in. We ha

and second-hand belongings. As they sped through the streets of Los Angeles, Cane offered to take Dwight to a boutique to buy him new clothes. But

d affluence. Dwight had never been there before, and as the car approached a massive mansion, his jaw dropped. The estate was beyond anything he

id as they pulled up to the fro

. Inside, the mansion was even more impressive, filled with expensive furniture, priceless art, and luxurious déco

of the room was a grand bed, and lying on it was a sick man in his 60s, frail and pale. He looked like he was nearing the end of

d, his voice weak but fil

ning. "Son?" he echoed in di

beckoning Dwight closer. "Come here, son.

re was something familiar about the man's features. They shared the same sharp jawline

on Dwight's shoulder. "I owe you so much, Dwight.

and when she told him she was pregnant, he had cast her aside to protect his reputation. Fearing that the truth would come out, he had ordered

te. I heard Your foster parents perished in a fire outburst, I thought you died with them, but I was so happy when I saw

had been defined by hardship and struggle, suddenly seemed to have a different

ears streaming down his face. "I'm dying, Dwight. And no one o take on after

im a stack of papers, a legal document that transferred everyth

zo said weakly, "but you are my heir,

But as the reality of the situation began to sink in, he felt a surge of determination. He wasn

the staff to keep his true identity a secret

r cry from the shattered phone he had lef

wrongs done to him and his wife. The Norton's and the Wendel's had humiliated him and Mandy