บททั้งหมดของ I Left Him and Took Everything He Owed Me: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

I stared at her ring finger.“But that’s… a wedding band. Are you married to him?”“This?” She held her hand up, admiring it. “I told him to take it from his wife.”The air left my lungs.“I wasn’t going to bother the wife, you know? But then, on my birthday, the woman had a miscarriage. Demanded he run to the hospital. Left me alone on my birthday.”My hand drifted to my own stomach.I remembered that winter. The ice on the sidewalk. Matteo’s wages were meager back then. A car was a dream. I slipped. Fell hard.The three-month life inside me became a dark stain on the ice.Matteo dropped everything. Stayed by my bedside for three days.When I woke up, my ring was gone too. Lost with the blood.He held me. “It’s okay. We’ll have another child. I’ll get you a new ring.”I cried, shaking my head. “You said the Family might make cuts. We need to save money. Get me a new one when you’ve made it big.”Tears shone in his eyes then. “I’m sorry. I’m a failure. I can’t give you the life you des

I nodded. “Fine. An apology.”The attendant announced me. “Ms. Lopez is here to apologize, Ms. Apple gate!”I gave a slight bow. “My behavior was unacceptable. Please accept my apology.”Chloe stood up. “Okay. Let me slap you twice. Then I’ll accept it.”The head attendant laughed nervously. “Ms. Apple gate, please. She is older. Show some mercy.”“Older means nothing.” Chloe smirked. “That face is already ruined. Slapped or not, no man will want it. I’m doing her a favor. She gets a diamond, I get satisfaction.”Another attendant whispered to me. “Just let her, ma’am. Two slaps and it’s over. She’s the Don’s girl.”“The diamond is six figures, Ms. Lopez. It’s a good deal.”Six figures.A decade of my life.This stone could buy my last ten years.I held it up. Let it catch the light.Then I flicked my wrist.The diamond arced through the air, clattered onto Chloe’s tray table, and bounced to the floor.“I don’t want it.”CRACKHer palm exploded against my cheek.The force snapped my he

Matteo stared at me.He stood up.He actually turned and walked to the penthouse window, wrenching it open.The cold city air rushed in.“Stop it!”I shouted.He froze, half his body leaning over the dizzying drop. He looked back at me, his expression pure desperation.“Sara…”“You’d really rather die than let me go?”“Without you, there’s no point in any of it. The business, the money… it’s nothing.”“Alright.”I nodded slowly.I turned, grabbed a pen and a sheet of paper from the desk, and scribbled furiously. I thrust it at him.“If you’re serious, sign this.”It was a post-nuptial agreement.One clause, written in stark, simple terms: If he is unfaithful again, we divorce immediately, and he pays me five billion dollars.“You have the means, Matteo. I know you do.”Matteo looked from the paper to my face.“Of course, if you refuse, that’s fine. We go downtown right now and file for divorce.”“I’ll sign!”He grabbed my wrist, the one holding the suitcase. His voice hitched. “I’m sor

“No.”The word was flat. Absolute.“We follow the agreement. A divorce decree. And five billion.”“Sara…”His voice softened, pleading.“You can have the money. Today. But the divorce… no.”“You signed the paper.”“Can’t I take it back?”“No!”Matteo drew himself up. The Don’s mask slid back into place, but his eyes were still wounded.“Your mind is made up?”“Yes.”“Then my answer is no.”He shook his head slowly.“The five billion will be in your account by sunset. But you are not leaving me.”“Matteo!”“I’m sorry.”His voice was final, edged with steel. “Just this once, Sara. Trust me.”He turned and strode from the room before I could argue, his retreat looking an awful lot like flight.For the next week, only hired nurses attended me.He didn’t visit.The money hit my account. An obscene string of zeros.I checked myself out early, the pain in my ankle a dull throb matching the one in my chest.I returned to the mansion.Before I could open the grand front door, I heard voices fro