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Chapter 7

Autor: Miss Verdant
Trevor was stunned when he heard me mention divorce.

He grabbed my wrist and asked me, “You want a divorce just because I asked you to hand over your salary? Are you even human?”

“I guess I’m not human then.”

I could not be bothered to waste more words on him. I slammed the door and left.

This time, he chased after me.

Ignoring the stares of people around us, he yelled, “Back when we bought the house, did you pay a single cent? Did you pay for the renovations? Not only did you get everythin
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  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 9

    The police got impatient. They handcuffed Margaret as well.Trevor panicked. He shed crocodile tears and knelt in front of me to beg. “Honey, I was wrong! Please talk to the police for me. Tell them not to arrest me!“In another month, I’ll get my year-end bonus. If I mess up my attendance record over this, it’ll ruin my life!“If you plead for me, I’ll give you $1,000 from my bonus. No… I’ll give you half of my bonus! Okay?”I let out a mocking laugh. I walked up to him and glared at him. “Who do you think you are? I won’t just divorce you. I’ll take back every penny of my money you stashed away over the years!”Margaret could not stand seeing this scene unfold. Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.Trevor was taken away in the police car.I returned to the hotel and changed into a clean set of clothes.I requested a long leave of absence from my company.On the day of the court hearing, Trevor stood across from me with a scruffy beard. He said with teary eyes, “Honey, I

  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 8

    I did not reply to him.I turned and walked into the shopping mall to buy some beautiful clothes. I then went to Yummy Garden, which I heard had very attentive service.I did not return to the home where I was required to pay rent.I temporarily rented a room near my company.I picked up my phone and called Trevor. I told him that we would go through with the divorce on Monday.He snorted coldly. “Without me, you’re nothing!“I already told you. If you want a divorce, pay me back everything you owe me.”He was very arrogant.“Then, I’ll see you in court.”“Faye, you’ve gotten quite arrogant, haven’t you? I’ll drag this out and ruin you!”Before I could speak, Trevor hung up.Listening to the busy signal on the other end, I began to feel calm.I told myself I had to leave him, no matter what it took.The next day, I filed for divorce in court.As soon as I walked out of the courthouse, someone unfamiliar pulled me into a car.I did not even have the chance to call for h

  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 7

    Trevor was stunned when he heard me mention divorce.He grabbed my wrist and asked me, “You want a divorce just because I asked you to hand over your salary? Are you even human?”“I guess I’m not human then.”I could not be bothered to waste more words on him. I slammed the door and left.This time, he chased after me.Ignoring the stares of people around us, he yelled, “Back when we bought the house, did you pay a single cent? Did you pay for the renovations? Not only did you get everything for free, but you also demanded $5,000 worth of wedding gifts from me!“We have been together since college! How did you ignore my family’s financial situation to ask for something so outrageous even then?“Listen, if you want a divorce, fine! But first, pay back $5,000 and all the rent for living in my house all these years!”His voice grew louder and louder. He showed no regard for my feelings at all.Our argument swiftly drew a crowd of onlookers looking for drama.People whispered amo

  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 6

    I let out a bitter laugh.All these years, what had my penny-pinching even been for?What was the point of holding myself back from buying good food or nice clothes?Just as I was questioning that, Trevor came back.I grabbed the phone before he could. I pointed at the numbers on the screen and asked him, “Why are you still being so stingy with me if you make this much money?”Trevor gritted his teeth and reached out to snatch the phone away.I sneered. “I stayed with you through thick and thin since we were young! We struggled together! After all that, is this how you treat me?”Trevor grew impatient.“How have I treated you? All I did was ask you to hand over $10,000 for me to manage the household. Does that make me the bad guy?”“Have you ever been good to me? When other men buy their wives necklaces, you haggle over discounted fruit with me. When other men take their wives to the movies, you agonize over whether to get the internet installed.”The more I spoke, the more

  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 5

    Less than five minutes after I left, Trevor’s relentless phone calls came in.I rejected his calls, but he kept calling repeatedly.Seeing that my phone had only 5% battery left, I reluctantly answered.“Where are you?” he asked angrily.Just as I was about to speak, Trevor added, “I told you to transfer your salary to me within one minute. Why didn’t you?”It was late at night. As my husband, should he not be worried instead about where I was first?He only cared about my money.I never realized how much he loved money.I did not waste my breath. I simply hung up.I found a chain hotel and checked in.As soon as I lay down, Trevor called again.I simply tossed my phone aside until the battery ran out.I reminisced about all the things he had said to me.He had said that he would take me on a trip around the country.Yet, he never planned even a single trip.He had said that he would buy me a big villa.Yet, he did not even want to put my name on the deed of the house w

  • My Husband Wants Me To Hand Over My Salary   Chapter 4

    I did not have dinner that night.He came over to lecture me again.He let on the same drivel about saving money while young. He said I should spend within our means at the supermarket and not splurge.I got tired of listening to him. I closed my eyes, covered my ears, and ran into the bathroom.My salary arrived at that moment.This time, I did not hand it over to him. Instead, I stared at the numbers. This money was enough for nice clothes, a nice purse, or even good-quality makeup.I gave him everything every month. I wore old clothes from my school days. Even my bag was an old, tattered tote bag that had cost me $10.I used the cheapest lotion for my skin.I felt lost. What was the point of working so hard to earn money year after year?Trevor suddenly pushed the bathroom door open. He leaned against the doorway and asked, “You always get paid around this time every month. Why haven’t you transferred the money to me today?”“What if I don’t give it to you? What are you

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