Selena agreed to the divorce and walked away with nothing. The house, the car, and all the savings belonged to me. She even had to pay five thousand dollars a month in child support for Simon and return the more than one hundred thousand dollars she had previously transferred to Joe. The moment Selena stepped out of the courthouse, the divorce certificate in hand, she caught up to me and tugged at my sleeve. "Eric, could you… Could you let me have the car? I need it for work."I stopped in my tracks and looked down at the hand clutching my sleeve. In the past, I used to hold that hand as we walked down the aisle and vowed never to betray each other. Later, that same hand peeled prawns for Joe, opened bottles for Katy, and shoved me into getting my blood drawn. And now, that hand was trembling, as if pleading for mercy. "Selena, that's my car." I looked at her, my gaze calm. "Back then, you sold our family car just to buy a limited-edition watch for Joe. My parents saw how
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