“Our future?”
I could barely believe he had said it.
“You asked me to take responsibility for a fire that nearly killed me. You let me believe I had destroyed our business. You erased my name from the company I helped build, and now you want me to protect our future?”
“I was trying to save us.”
“You were trying to save yourself.”
His eyes hardened.
“If you continue with this, you’ll destroy everything we’ve worked for.”
I stood.
“No, Victor. You destroyed it when you decided that the woman who built your success was worth less than the money you could steal from her.”
The bailiff entered and instructed everyone to return to their seats.
Victor looked at me one last time.
For the first time in our marriage, I did not lower my eyes.
When the judge returned, the courtroom was even quieter than before.
Grace submitted the accountant’s affidavit and requested that the court preserve all relevant financial records pending a full forensic accounting.
