LOGINIn the third month of our marriage, my husband, Daniel James, introduced his color-coded budgeting system. Red was urgent. Yellow was standard. Blue was deferred. He said I got my allowance too easily and needed to learn discipline. "Marriage isn't a charity," he loved to remind me. "You're my wife, so you follow the rules." Every dime I spent had to go through a formal request form, approved by his chief of staff, Chloe Mercer. When a severe stomach infection put me in the hospital for three days, Chloe tagged my request blue. She sent a note. [Submit official invoices first] When I wanted to buy my mother a modest birthday gift, blue. When the backache from my growing belly became unbearable and I asked for a robot vacuum. [Blue. Rejected.] By my third trimester, the doctor warned me that early labor was a real risk and told me to prepare. I filed a red-priority claim for an emergency hospital deposit, just like always. Two minutes later, Chloe sent her reply. [Blue. Request denied.] I couldn't take it anymore. I drove straight to headquarters. As I stepped off the executive elevator, Chloe was just walking out of Daniel’s office. A flash of silver on her wrist caught the fluorescent light. It was a twenty-thousand-dollar designer bracelet. I knew because I had seen it sitting in Daniel’s online shopping cart a week ago. She raised a stack of receipts, beaming at the floor. "Tonight's team dinner is six grand! The boss signed off on it!" The open-plan office erupted in cheers. "Chloe, you're a legend!" "See? I told you she's the only one who can handle the boss!" My hand went rigid against my stomach. Standing in the hallway, I realized what I had been for the last two years. A complete joke. I didn't scream. I didn't shed a single tear. I just turned around and walked out. Ten minutes later, I sat across from Dominic Drake, a senior practitioner at a top law firm. He looked at my swollen belly, his eyes filled with doubt. "What kind of legal representation are you looking for?" "Divorce," I said.
View MoreI sold the house we shared during our marriage and bought a bright two-bedroom apartment.When Iris turned three months old, I took her out for her milestone photos.On our way back, I ran into Chloe outside the building.The immaculate polish she used to wear was completely gone, and she wore no makeup.It looked as if she had been waiting for a long time. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw me."Nora, I sold the sports car and paid back every single cent!"Daniel sued me to recover the firm's financial losses."I have nothing left now. Not a single company will hire me."She stared at Iris, who was sleeping peacefully in my arms, her tone lowering to utter desperation."I'm begging you. Just say one word to Daniel and ask him to drop the lawsuit, please?"I looked at her with an unreadable face. "You chose this path yourself."She shook her head frantically, heavy tears streaming down her face."No! None of this was my fault from the start!"It was Daniel! He planned ever
A light drizzle fell on the day of the court hearing.Daniel sat at the defense table, his eyes bloodshot.My lawyer took the lead, laying out every claim clearly. He detailed Daniel's domestic financial abuse and his unauthorized transfer of marital assets.The moment he finished, defense counsel produced the agreement I had signed in the hospital room."The plaintiff and defendant shared a stable, loving marriage with no irreconcilable breakdown," the defense attorney claimed smoothly. "This mutually signed agreement proves the plaintiff was merely emotional, likely influenced by postpartum hormones."My client desires only to preserve the marriage and holds no grievances against the plaintiff."I glanced at Daniel. He kept his head bowed, saying nothing.To them, every humiliation and cold brush-off I had suffered remained nothing more than a childish tantrum.I let out a faint laugh and submitted my evidence, piece by piece.The copyright registration timestamps for the
Nora's POVBefore the court date, I agreed to see Daniel one last time.Samantha wasn't at the hospital that day. Daniel walked in carrying arms full of bags, along with a high-end baby stroller."Nora, these are for the baby," he said, his voice quiet, stripped of his usual condescension."What color priority did you approve these under?" I asked.His face turned instantly pale. "Please don't talk like that.""Isn't that how you always did things?" My voice sounded completely flat, even to my own ears.He paused before asking, "What did you name her?""Iris James. Well, just Iris."He fell silent for a few seconds. "I haven't signed the divorce papers.""Then we wait for trial. The outcome will be the exact same."His lips began to tremble. "Nora, I unfroze your credit cards. Moving forward, I won't let Chloe touch your requests ever again."I'm firing her. Can you please give me one more chance?"I finished folding the last baby outfit and raised my head. "No.""But I
Daniel couldn't reach me no matter how many times he called. Driven by frustration, he rushed straight to the hospital.Samantha blocked him right at the entrance of the ward."I need to see Nora!" Daniel demanded."She's resting," Samantha said flatly."Tell her to drop the lawsuit. She's carrying my child, there's a limit to how far she can push this!"Samantha let out a cold laugh. "Carrying your child? Pushing it?"Daniel, is your head just an ornament?"He froze, his foot caught mid-step. "What do you mean by that?"Samantha crossed her arms, her tone dripping with disdain. "Nora went into premature labor! Right while you were forcing her to sign that contract!"Daniel whipped his head around, staring dead at Chloe standing behind him."Is that what you meant by nothing serious?"Chloe lowered her head, her voice barely audible. "I thought Nora was just putting on an act. Weren't you the one who said she loves throwing tantrums?"Daniel turned away from her without a












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