Lahat ng Kabanata ng After My Wife Chose Her Boy Toy, I Took Everything: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Sigourney’s face was ashen. Her lips moved, but nothing came out.Finally, she caught my sleeve, all her usual confidence gone.“Ansel, this is my fault.”She lowered her head.“I swear I won’t see him again. I won’t contact him. It ends here. There won’t be a next time!”I looked from her to Elio and gave a bitter laugh.“Sigourney, are you sure you can stay away from him?”Seven years earlier, she had waited outside my family’s estate all night, begging my father to approve our engagement.Rain poured down. She stood in it until her clothes were soaked through.Now she was in front of me again, clinging to my sleeve and begging. Elio stood beside her.This time, she was pleading for another man.I opened my mouth. My voice shook.“Sign an agreement, Sigourney.”I took out my phone and messaged my personal attorney.Half an hour later, he emailed me a draft.I printed it and pushed it across to her.“If this happens again, I get everything.”Sigourney didn’t read it. She picked up the

Elio flinched and shrank back, his fingers clutching Sigourney’s sleeve.Her face darkened. Finally, she lifted her chin toward the seat opposite her.“Sit.”I stayed where I was.“What do you want to talk about?”She got up, came over, and lowered her voice.“There’s a small press conference at ten tomorrow morning. You have to be there. You’ll apologize to Elio in public, then announce that you’re resigning voluntarily.”I stared at her face.“What did you just say?”“Apologize. Then resign. This has gotten out of hand. Everyone on the floor saw what happened. Elio needed three stitches. If he goes to the police, you could be charged with assault. You could end up in jail.”“But I didn’t push him.”She reached for my shoulder. I moved away.Her hand hung in the air before she slowly lowered it. She sounded tired, but her tone softened again.“Ansel, I’m thinking of you, too. It’s already gotten out of hand. If you apologize and step down now, at least you can leave with some dignity.

Tess switched on the projector. The postnuptial agreement appeared on the big screen.“In the event of further infidelity, Sigourney voluntarily relinquishes all marital assets.”“This is the postnuptial agreement Sigourney signed herself. She agreed that if she cheated again, she’d walk away with nothing.”Sigourney instinctively hid her left hand under the table.“I already apologized that night. You’re bringing our private life into a meeting? Do you want to make our marriage a spectacle?”“Last night, you demanded I back down because you’re my wife. Today, you’re forcing me to resign because you’re the CEO. And now it’s just a private matter?”Tess changed the display. The screen filled with photographs of Sigourney and Elio kissing beside the car.Every image had a timestamp down to the second.Elio quickly lowered his head. His watch knocked against the back of a chair.“This was the same night you signed. You’d just hugged me and told me you loved me. Then you walked out and kis

A business partner’s representative dropped his pen. Several executives turned toward me at once.“What smuggling? Explain yourself.”Elio shook off the guard and grabbed Sigourney.“After what he’s done to you, you’re still going to keep his secret?”Her eyes flickered away. She hesitated.“But…”“But what? Sigourney, if you don’t speak up now, you’ll be the one going to prison!”She looked at me, her lips moving, then down at the property agreement.“Sigourney, you know what he’s talking about?”At last, she made up her mind. She pulled her hand away and took her phone from her bag.“You forced me to do this. I can’t keep taking the fall for you.”She sent the files on her phone to the conference-room computer.Tess looked at me. I nodded, and she opened them.A photograph appeared on the screen: me handing a case to a man I didn’t know. Beside it were bank transactions and shipping destinations.“The man in the photo has a record of smuggling guns and drugs,” Elio said. “These accou

She helped Elio into the elevator. He glanced back before the doors closed.In my office, I picked up the photograph of us from my desk. A yellowed business card from the company’s early days showed behind it.Tess stood by the door, holding her phone.“Someone leaked the accusations from the meeting. Two partners want to delay signing, and there are reporters downstairs.”“Tell them they’ll have the full results in three days. Salaries and current projects keep moving. Anything that needs a signature goes to the board for now.”She nodded and set a briefing on my desk.“Your lawyer says you shouldn’t go anywhere alone for the time being. People are posting your photo online.”I turned our picture facedown and took the papers.My phone lit up with a message from an unknown number.“Call off the forensic review. Or you won’t even make it to the press conference.”That evening, in my study at home, I forwarded the threat to my attorney. My phone was still open to the police-report confir