I Chose Not To Get Divorced And Stay Together
Then, I dialed a number I had never, in my wildest dreams, wanted to call.
“Let’s make a deal. Make me the majority shareholder of your conglomerate and help me burn the Carter family to the ground.”
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That evening, I slid a document across the table to Arthur.
“I’ve had a marital agreement drawn up. Give it a look.”
Arthur was annoyed. “You’re discussing money with me?”
My eyes welled up with tears, but I stubbornly held them back.
“I endured so many injections, suffered through all those treatments, and swallowed my pride. Now, my health is ruined, and I even have to care for the woman carrying your child.