When Your Cheating Husband's Dream Become Your Divorce Evidence novel Chapter 22

Chapter 11

Declan laughed coldly and licked his bloodied lips.

“Fine, Sophia. You’re still carrying my child. Let’s see how long you can stay tough!”

“You’ll come crawling back to me on your knees, crying!”

I pulled the consent form from my bag.

Just as I was about to speak, Declan snatched it away:

“Divorce papers all ready?”

“Fine, Sophia, don’t regret this!”

He didn’t notice my hesitation.

He bent down to get a pen from the car.

With a grand flourish, he signed his name.

Then used lipstick as an ink pad and pressed his thumbprint.

Before leaving, he was still smug:

“I gave you a way out and you wouldn’t take it. You’ll regret this! Let’s see which sucker will want you!”

I knew he understood me too well.

He knew my weaknesses, my vulnerabilities.

But what he didn’t know was that this time, we really were completely finished.

The day before my surgery, I hired a moving company.

On the principle of not leaving anything valuable behind, I took everything worth money.

I also gave all the videos Jenna had sent me, along with the parking garage footage, to my lawyer.

Not wanting any more ties to Declan, I decided to file for divorce.

Unexpectedly, just as I finished packing and was leaving, I ran into Jenna, who was just coming home.

She was covered in purple bruises, her right eye black and blue, like she’d been severely beaten.

I was somewhat surprised but didn’t want to talk to her.

As we passed each other, Jenna asked resentfully:

“You must be pretty pleased with yourself, huh?”

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