All Chapters of He Gave Me His Salary, Then Blamed Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The pungent smell of bleach stung my nostrils, making my nose burn.In the hospital’s private suite, my mother-in-law lay curled under the sheets, letting out weak, shuddering groans like she was about to take her final breath.My husband of five years, Mason Callahan, stood beside her with bloodshot eyes and a panicked, pale face."The doctor said she needs surgery," he choked out, his voice raw as he whipped his head toward me. "It's going to cost fifty thousand dollars. Sophie, get the money."I stared down at the faded, worn hem of my clothes, keeping my voice soft. "The account is empty."The air instantly turned to ice.His mother’s whining cut off mid-groan. The room fell completely, terrifyingly silent.My sister-in-law, Phoebe Callahan, bolted across the tile floor and grabbed my arm, her eyes brimming with tears."Sophie, please tell me you're joking," she sobbed, looking like she was on the verge of a full breakdown, "Mason’s heart can't take this kind of stress. You

Hannah froze for a second before slipping into her damsel-in-distress routine."Mason, look at her. I tried to help your family out of kindness without asking for anything back. Why is Sophie treating me like an enemy?"Hearing her sob, Mason found his backbone again."Sophie, that's enough!" he snapped, glaring at me, "Why do you always have to be so damn aggressive?"Right on cue, my mother-in-law decided the show needed more dramatic flair. She started clutching her chest, letting out high-pitched wails from the bed. "Oh, my chest... It hurts so bad... I'm dying..."My last shred of patience snapped."Whatever. Do whatever you want," I said, my voice dead calm as I looked at the pathetic circus in front of me, "Five years of my life, totally wasted on a pack of ungrateful snakes."I hoisted my bag over my shoulder and turned toward the door.A brutal grip clamped onto my wrist, yanking me back so hard my neck whipped. Mason squeezed my arm like a vise, his face completely tw

"Mr. Reeves," I said, my voice cold as ice, "Send the formal legal notice. And submit the request for a division and full accounting of our marital assets. Also, I want the proceedings open to the public."…The legal notice hit the Callahans like a bomb.Mason stared at the letter, his fingers shaking uncontrollably.He never expected the quiet, obedient wife who cooked his meals for five years to actually file for divorce and demand a division of their marital assets."She’s lost her damn mind!" He paced back and forth across the living room. "Where is a jobless housewife even getting the money for a top-tier lawyer?"Hannah leaned in close, resting her cheek against his shoulder, a calculated glint flashing in her eyes."Mason, don't panic," she coaxed softly, unlocking her phone and showing him a photo, "Take a look at this."On the screen was a shot of me and Leo Sullivan, sitting in the lobby of Elite Capital, going over files.Whoever took the picture had been smart abo

"So what if you deposited money?!" Mason screamed, "The balance is zero! The money is gone! You still transferred the assets away!"…"Hid the funds?"I looked at his ugly, terrified reaction and almost laughed."Don't rush, Mason. Accounting is best done line by line, until every single detail is crystal clear."I nodded to the court clerk, stepping up to take control of the digital terminal. The sharp blue light of the monitor cast a cool light across my face."These are the itemized debit statements from our joint account over the last five years, totaling one million two hundred fifty thousand dollars in expenses."My fingers flew across the mechanical keyboard, bringing up a custom sorting program I built myself."To clear up who actually acted as the reckless spender and drained our family dry, I coded a precise consumer tracking filter."I lifted my chin and looked straight at Mason. He flinched, shrinking back into his chair."Let's look at how much money I, Sophie Be

The logs spanned three full years.However, that wasn't even all of it.I clicked open the next folder, and dense rows of online order histories flashed across the monitor.Lingerie, imported contraceptives, and explicit adult toys.Shipping address: Hannah Brooks' apartment.Payment account: our joint marital card.The gallery blew up completely."Holy crap, they were wild...""Using his wife's money to maintain a mistress and buy that stuff? What an absolute scumbag!"Mason completely lost control. Screaming, he lunged toward the gallery and grabbed Hannah by her collar."You idiot! Didn't you say you deleted everything?! Why is it still here?!"Hannah screamed, frightened out of her mind, as she shoved him back. "How should I know?! I deleted it! I really deleted it!"Bailiffs rushed forward immediately, wrestling the two apart.A standard divorce suit had devolved into a city-wide televised circus.I watched their pathetic squabble with a cold glare before stepping ba