I Only Needed Your Money
Language: en
For three days, I hadn't submitted a single expense request through the corporate system to Grant. He must have assumed I was finally learning how to be a proper high-society wife, because he sent a text message, a condescending gesture of reward. "I’ve resumed your mother’s treatment. Learn your lesson now—stop lying and padding your requests for extra cash." "I know it’s hard for people from your background, but my money isn’t that easy to steal." What he didn’t know was that by the time I received that text, I had already finalized the divorce papers. The only thing I could take…