Chapter 2: The Woman at the Door
Instead of breakfast, the table held printed copies of every message, bank statements, and two packed suitcases.
My mom sat calmly at the far end, holding a thick envelope.
“What is this?” Richard demanded.
“The truth you called nothing,” she replied.
“Sit down.”
His eyes moved to the bank statements.
“You had no right to go through those accounts.”
“I helped build that business,” Mom said.
“And I had every right to discover why thousands of dollars were being sent to Chloe.”
Richard turned toward me.
“You did this.”
“No,” Mom said sharply.
“You did.”
He reached for the papers, but she pulled them away.
Then the doorbell rang.
Richard froze.
“Who did you call?”
Mom looked straight at him.
“Someone who deserves to hear what you told us.”
I opened the door.
Chloe stood there with a suitcase and a hopeful smile, but the moment she saw Richard beside my mother, her expression changed.
“Richard?” she whispered.
“Why is she still here?
You said the divorce papers were already signed.”
Mom slowly opened the thick envelope—and Richard suddenly lunged toward it.
What was inside the envelope, and what else had Richard promised Chloe?
Click the link below to read the full story.
