When It All Fell Apart
Seeing me finally eat, Ashton’s face lit up with happiness, and he excitedly mentioned making food for me again next time, which I did not respond to.
After a few days of rest and feeling better, I got discharged from the hospital. The first thing I did when I got home was throw the printed divorce papers right in Ashton’s face.
“Sign it. The house, the car, and everything you’ve earned in the last two years—I don’t want a penny of it.”
My salary, however, was decent before Ashton’s business took off and I had to quit my job to focus on IVF treatments. Thus, all the money I made went into supporting the household and funding his startup, and I wanted my 60 thousand dollars back from that.