Married Three Days, Done Already

"Do you even remember that was our newlywed home?" My voice could cut glass. "It was fully furnished. I hadn't even spent one night there."Jason scowled. "Can you not be so dramatic? Nina's been through a lot. She came here for surgery, totally alone. She's broke, hotels cost a fortune, and the place was just sitting there. I thought she could stay a bit—it was an emergency.""So she's broke, sick, and sad—so I'm just supposed to hand her our house?" My voice cracked sharp. "Who's supposed to pity ME, Jason? Just because I have money, I deserve this crap? I'm supposed to just take it?"His face turned stormy. "How can you say that? I thought you were better than this. Nina just needs help. Can't you have a little compassion?"Compassion? For his ex?What am I, Mother Teresa?"You know what real compassion is? Tossing a snack to a stray. Donating to a relief fund. NOT letting the girl who still wants your man move into your house like it's hers.""Enough!" Jason slammed the tabl

Boom. My brain just shut off.Pregnant? Nina's pregnant?She touched her flat stomach like she was in a drama special, tears rolling. "Wynne, don't blame Jason—it's on me... We just couldn't stop ourselves."But this is a life, and I couldn't go through with ending it. That's why I came. Jason only just found out."I know you two are married, but the baby's innocent. Don't worry, I won't ruin your relationship. Once I give birth, I'll leave. I promise."I almost hurled.So much for that "surgery" lie—she was totally fine.They wanted me to accept a mistress. Be stepmom to their secret love child. That was the play.Margot kept yapping. "Isn't this perfect? Nina gives birth, we keep the baby, and she's gone. Best of both worlds!""I don't want kids. I'm not stupid." I cut her off, ice-cold. "If you actually cared, you would've kept your legs closed."And even if it was an accident—ever heard of birth control? No, you two made a baby on purpose, wrecked a marriage on purpose, a

The divorce was just round one.Harvey slid a thick doc in front of Jason. "Here's a full breakdown of everything Ms. Warrington paid for—before and during the marriage. Gifts, assets, all of it."That includes the $580K house you lived in, the $120K Porsche in your name, and the $360K place your parents are squatting in."Also? Every dime she spent on you over the past three years—designer crap, watches, clothes. Adds up to $1.072 million."Plus the $1.5 million she invested in your parents' sinking company."Total damage: $3.632 million."As the one who blew up the marriage, you're on the hook to pay it back."On top of that, Ms. Warrington wants $1 million for emotional damages."So that brings us to $4.632 million."You've got three days. No wire by then? Expect court papers."$4.632 million. The Palmers looked like they'd just been body slammed."No way! That's insane!" Margot screeched. "Wynne gave us all that stuff! Why should we have to give it back?!"Jason shot me

I got my Zweizerland visa fast. The day before I flew out, Margot called.Total desperation in her voice."Wynne—no, Ms. Warrington, please... help us. We've lost everything. We're homeless, starving... For Jason's sake, show us some mercy..."I just listened. Said nothing."Ms. Warrington? Are you there? I'll do anything—be your servant! I'm begging on my knees!"Thud. Definitely her knees hitting the floor.I laughed, low and cold. "Margot, you forget you ordered me to make breakfast like I was your maid?"Tried to rob my family blind and dump Jason's fake kid on me?"Watched him hit me—and clapped like it was prime-time drama?"And now you're begging?"Yeah, no. I don't recycle trash. Trash stays where it belongs."Your problems aren't mine."I hung up. Blocked her.Not kicking them while they were down? That was me being merciful.***The next day, I boarded my flight.As Clouderton shrank into a dot, I exhaled.Three years of hell—finally behind me.Zweizerland w