I let my face soften. “I’m glad you apologized,” I said quietly. “I’m sorry too. For kidnapping Julius. I was upset and jealous, I wasn’t thinking straight. You know I love you too much.”
His eyes flickered with relief and a smug smile.
“I prepared a document,” I continued. “I transferred all the shares in my late son’s name to Julius. A way to apologize… for the trauma he went through.”
I pulled out the folder and slid it across the table. Jason grabbed it with greedy hands. He didn’t even stop to read it. His pen scratched the paper. His eyes shone as he signed his name.
“Good,” he said with a smile. “This is good. I can’t wait to share the news with Chloe. She’s here already, she got reinstated as resident surgeon because of the video you made.”
I watched him strut out of the room, whistling under his breath.
When the door closed, I scoffed. I pulled the folder back and flipped the page.
The bold title of the document stared back at me: Divorce Certificate.
I had hidden it beneath the false paper of transfer. Jason, in his greed, had signed away his marriage.
I pressed the paper to my chest and laughed bitterly. “Stupid bastard.”