All Chapters of Split Every Bill to Help the Intern: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I was just about to push the door open and step out when I overheard his conversation."This project of yours has immense potential." Miles Thornton spoke into his phone. "It would be a tragedy if it died because of a lack of funds. I'll transfer half a million to your account right away so you can keep moving forward."The account updated in real time on his monitor. $500,000 was transferred directly to Susan Griffith's account. So, it wasn't that he didn't have cash. He just refused to give it to me.When the call ended, Miles pushed the office door open and handed me the invoice for this month's expenditures. "Remember to transfer your half to me by the 15th.""I don't have the money," I said evenly.He froze, his brows furrowing. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened to your mother, but you can't let that drag down our quality of life."He spoke so calmly, as if my mother were nothing more than a stray pet that had passed away. It hurt me so badly, as if my chest were being ri

I spent three grueling days in court while Miles spent his time with Susan on a supposed business trip.Though labeled as work, Susan's social media feed was buzzing. Miles accompanied her to tourist hotspots, posed for photos wearing ridiculous headbands in crowded streets, and even shared food off the same plate despite his severe germophobia.During our honeymoon years ago, he had reminded me of almost everything."Remember to send me your half for that."My mother's case made progress, with the attorney assuring me we had a strong chance of winning at the final hearing. As I stepped out of the courthouse, my phone vibrated as the company group chat blew up.[Juicy news! The assistant said the hotel had a power outage, so Mr. Thornton and Susan ended up sharing a room!]Susan replied with a blushing emoji: [I'm afraid of the dark, so Mr. Thornton just came over to keep me company. Don't spread false rumors!]Yet attached was a photo of Miles sitting beside her bed, working in

Miles tensed up. "What document?"The attorney pulled the file from his briefcase and unsealed it. "Divorce agreement. You may review it. Ms. Dudley has already signed."The word "divorce" hit Miles like a physical blow, sending his stomach into a freefall. He rapidly flipped to the last page, where my familiar signature was indeed there.He froze, then let out a sharp snort. "Divorce? How much did she pay you to put on this stunt? Where is she?"The attorney remained stoic. "I am not at liberty to disclose my client's personal details. Ms. Dudley is resolute. She instructed me to ensure you sign this agreement and terminate the marriage."Miles glanced at the attorney's badge and recognized him as one of the attorneys he had recommended to me. The absurdity of the situation hit him like a wave."She really has learned how to push my buttons," he muttered under his breath, shoving the folder back with a stern look. "You can tell her that I don't respond well to threats, and I cer

Settling into my new surroundings abroad, I quickly adapted to the fast-paced routine.Before long, the painful memories and the people attached to them began to fade into the background.During my lunch break, my attorney back home called."Mr. Thornton refuses to believe you want a divorce. He's stonewalling every conversation about the settlement. On top of that, he's called me multiple times trying to track down your whereabouts."I was taken aback. Given how devoted Miles was to Susan, logic dictated he would jump at the chance to end our marriage.But I had no desire to parse his motives. I decided to call him directly and settle it once and for all. The moment the call went through, Miles's voice exploded through the receiver, frantic and raw."Daisy? Where are you? Why did you vanish without a word and ignore my calls? Do you have any idea that I've abandoned the business entirely just to look for you? How much longer are you going to keep throwing this fit?"I didn't bo