Even the house and car we bought after getting married were both in his name.
The watches I gave him weren’t Rolex. True, but their value was several times higher.
Still, he claimed I never gave him emotional worth.
When I stayed quiet, Tabitha assumed I was unwilling and instantly blew up. “You’re not planning to take my son’s scratch card, are you?”
“That belongs to my son! It has nothing to do with you!”
“You never work hard to earn money, and now you’re after my son’s money! Shameless!”
“Everyone outside says Bryce married a useless woman!”
“And I completely agree with them!”
Bryce glanced aside. “Mom, stop talking. You’re making me lose face.”
They didn’t know the company had already decided to make me the general manager and give me 5% of the shares.
If this hadn’t happened, Bryce would have been driving the ten-million-dollar Maserati sports car I bought for him. But now, he’d lost it all.
Staring at them mockingly, I coldly countered, “That scratch card was handed to me by the company during the annual party. My colleagues can back me up.”
Guarding his pocket quickly, Bryce kicked me hard. “Are you so desperate for money or what?”