My husband wanted a divorce without knowing I earned $500,000….

I didn’t inform him because the real estate agent who knew the situation said they would contact him.

George and Emma suddenly disappeared, and our house was sold. What are we going to do about our new house? I don’t know. Maybe stay in a business hotel for now.

As I turned on the speaker and started working… John yelled in frustration, don’t screw with me. However, he seemed to remember something and started speaking in a more soothing tone.

Well, whatever. When will you transfer the money? We’re running low on cash. What are you talking about? Huh? Don’t mess around. I told you to pay $1,000, didn’t I?

Oh, I don’t recall agreeing to that. My non-tolent response was met with incoherent screaming from John on the other end of the phone.

Apparently, he thought he could get money from me and had been squandering it. Even if he had $1,000 left, how did he plan to get by for the rest of the month?

Hey, don’t just stay silent. Say something. There’s really nothing to talk about. My retort left John momentarily dumbfounded, but he soon started yelling again, growing increasingly annoyed.

I addressed John in as cheerful a tone as I could muster. Anyway, we’re basically strangers now. so please don’t contact me anymore. You’ll hear from my lawyer. Huh? Lawyer? Hey, wait a minute.

I hung up without listening to John’s response. He tried calling back several times, but I ignored it and eventually the calls stopped.

However, angry that I didn’t answer, John started ignoring calls from my lawyer. He certainly had a childish side, but I never imagined he’d He’d be the kind of person who didn’t mind causing trouble for others.

I sighed deeply at John’s selfishness. A few months later, after a temporary discharge from the hospital, I visited John’s parents’ house.

In front of me were John and Emily, both looking small and trembling. You telling my parents is a low blow. Oh, I just reported that we got divorced. Jan glared at me in response to my answer, but he shrank back under his father’s stern gaze.

Actually, I had a great relationship with my in-laws, even visiting and dining with them when John wasn’t around.

Despite being so well-loved, I felt it was wrong not to share the details of our divorce. So I went to visit them. Is it true that you’re remarrying Emily? Yes, it’s true. True. Emily, Emma, and are going to start over as a family.

What are you talking about? Your only family is Sarah. She’s not my family anymore. John’s words made his father frown with a look that seemed to say, Give me a break.

John shook his head a few times, then handed me a piece of paper. It was a bill from a nearby luxury hotel. What’s this? It’s the bill from the hotel we stayed at.

John, acting as if it was obvious, pointed at the bill on the table, then suddenly collapsed. Oh, what the heck, Mom? I… I didn’t raise you to be like this. My mother-in-law, gasping for breath, was met with a look of disbelief from John.

Next to him, Emily wore the same expression. Why are you so angry? It’s just that the family is changing because I’m getting married.

Plus, you’ll have a grandchild, a blood-related one at that. Aren’t you happy? You two didn’t. My mother-in-law, looking as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing, glanced at Emily, then turned her gaze to me…