In a swift, decisive move, Chris made his choice. "Divorce, Eloise. Let’s do it. Immediately!" His voice was sharp, the decision made with a newfound urgency.
The abrupt change in his demeanor left me momentarily stunned. The revelation of Jennifer’s pregnancy and the looming threat of exposure had clearly shifted Chris’s priorities. The once resolute opposition to divorce had crumbled under the weight of impending scandal and the need to preserve his interests.
Jennifer flung herself into Chris’s arms, her tears mingling with a triumphant smile. I knew that Chris had received the winning lottery information. Calmly, I pushed the divorce agreement toward him, my demeanor unwavering. "Sign it," I said, my voice steady.
Chris held Jennifer with one arm and took the agreement in his other hand, scrutinizing it carefully. His face twisted in anger as he read through the terms. "Eloise, you vile woman. You’re trying to take away so much of my property!"