I looked directly at my husband.
“Did I?”
He stared at me.
Then he said something I would never forget.
“You signed documents, Vanessa. You can’t pretend you don’t remember every piece of paper you put your name on.”
“I remember signing documents for home repairs. I do not remember authorizing this transfer or a $240,000 loan.”
“You trusted me to handle the finances.”
“I trusted you to tell me the truth.”
His expression hardened.
“You’re making this much worse than it needs to be.”
I shook my head.
“No, Sean. I’m finally asking the questions I should have asked months ago.”
Alex placed the document on the table and faced Nancy.
“Tell me this is a mistake.”
Nancy looked at him, then at Sean.
“Alex, I can explain.”
“Then explain.”
She swallowed.
“Sean said it was an investment. He said Vanessa knew about it and that the money would be replaced before anyone needed it.”
