“Sofia, don’t be so distant. We were married for three years. Even if we’re divorced, we can still help each other,” he told me.
I was surprised that Fabio said that. I thought with Serena back, he’d be glad I was leaving and giving them space.
“Mr. Marino, being divorced means we’re no longer family, or even friends. So, I hope we won’t contact each other again.”
“You-”
“Besides, we don’t have children, so there’s really no reason to stay in touch.”
Fabio’s face darkened. He let out a cold snort and left. I watched him go and sighed softly.
But when I thought about the money and food coupons in my bag, my sadness quickly faded. In times like these, survival was all that mattered. And I, with no family to rely on, had to fight for my own future. I was the real daughter of the Altomare Family, but I never received any help from them.
On the contrary, the divorce gave me a decent amount of money.
The Altomare Family wouldn’t give me an equal share of their wealth, so I only asked for a small amount. Fortunately for me, Fabio was generous. He gave me all the cash in the house and a property in the eastern part of the city. It might be his way of compensating me.