Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce

Avery was stunned when she saw the document in front of her. It was a divorce agreement, and it was already signed by her husband.

Her mind was racing. What did this mean? Had her husband given up on their marriage?

She looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading. "What is this?" she asked.

Her husband's eyes were cold and unreadable. "It's a divorce agreement," he said. "Sign it."

Avery's heart was pounding. She couldn't believe this was happening.

Avery couldn't take her eyes off the document in front of her. She wanted to believe that this was some kind of misunderstanding, but deep down, she knew it wasn't.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice breaking. "We can work through this. We can get through this together. Please, don't do this."

Her husband's expression didn't change. "It's too late," he said. "The decision has been made. Sign the agreement."

Avery felt like she was going to faint. She knew that if she signed the agreement, her life would be changed forever. She would lose her husband and the life they had built together. But could she really walk away from him, from everything they had?

"Please," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I love you. I don't want to lose you. Please, let's talk about this."

Her husband shook his head, his expression still stony and unreadable. "It's too late," he repeated. "Sign the agreement, if you don’t, you’ll be forced out of the house, and there’s nothing I’ll do about that. You know how mother can be."

Avery felt like she was suffocating. She didn't know what to do. Should she sign the agreement and lose her husband, or should she refuse and risk losing everything?

She looked down at the document again, her hands trembling. She took a deep breath, her eyes filling with tears. She didn't know what to do.

Finally, she reached for the pen, her hand shaking as she signed her name on the line.

"Did you ever even like me?" Avery asked, her voice breaking.

"No," her husband replied, his voice cold. "I never loved you. I married you because it was convenient. I needed a wife, and you were there."

Avery's eyes filled with tears, and her hands balled into fists. She felt like she was going to explode with anger and hurt.

"How could you say that?" she demanded. "How could you be so cruel?"

Her husband shrugged, as if he couldn't care less. "That's the truth," he said. "I never cared”

The argument continued to escalate, with each word more hurtful than the last. Avery couldn't believe the things that were coming out of her husband's mouth.

She had thought they were happy together, that they had a good marriage. But now, she was beginning to wonder if it had all been a lie.

"You're nothing but a gold digger," her husband spat. "You only married me for my money, and now that you have it, you think you can do whatever you want. You're a selfish, greedy woman."

Avery felt like she was going to be sick. She couldn't bear to listen to him anymore.

Just as the argument reached its peak, there was a knock at the door. They both froze, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Come in," her husband called out, his voice tight.

The door opened, and Avery's mother-in-law, Susan, stepped into the room.

"I was just wondering what was taking so long," she said, looking from Avery to her son. "Is everything alright?"

"No, everything is not alright," Avery said, her voice shaking. "Your son is trying to destroy me."

Susan raised an eyebrow, giving Avery a look.

"Enough is enough," Susan said, her voice hardening. "You've caused nothing but trouble since you came into this family. You're nothing but a burden, and it's time you left."

Avery felt her heart break. She couldn't believe that her mother-in-law was saying these things to her. She felt like she was going to burst into tears at any moment.

"Don't listen to her, Avery," she said to herself in her head, her eyes closing tightly. "I’m not a burden. I’m not a burden” she recited in her head, trying to keep her cool.

Soon after, the rest of the family entered into the room, Susan’s husband, And the rest of the family members. It was like they had been waiting to enter and blast her altogether.

One by one, the members of the family turned on Avery. They began to insult her, telling her that she was worthless and that she would never amount to anything. They told her that she needed to leave the house by the next day, or they would call the police.

Avery felt like she was going to break down. She had never felt so alone and unwanted in her life. The people who were supposed to love and support her were rejecting her, and she had nowhere to turn.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice quivering. "What did I ever do to deserve this? I had always do all you have asked. Even when I was asked to do the house chores and run errands.”

"You're such a pathetic little mouse," Susan said, her tone dripping with contempt. "You're weak and useless. You'll never be anything but a burden. You don't deserve our son, or our family. We're better off without you."

Avery couldn't take it anymore. She ran from the room, tears streaming down her face. She felt like she was suffocating, and she needed to get out of the house. She needed to get away from all the pain and humiliation.

She ran to the front door, fumbling with the lock in her panic. She finally managed to get the door open, and she ran outside, into the cool night air. She stood there, breathing heavily, the tears still falling down her cheeks. She felt like she was completely alone in the world.

She heard footsteps behind her, and turned to see her husband coming towards her. "Avery, please don't ever come back here," he said, his voice in anger.