His voice was loud and clear as he addressed Judge Henderson, a woman in her fifties with sharp eyes and grey hair pulled back in a tight bun.
«Your Honour, my client, Dr. Brandon Pearce, has built an impressive career through his own hard work and dedication,» the lawyer began. «He graduated top of his class from medical school and is now a respected cardiothoracic surgeon at Metropolitan Elite Hospital.»
He paused for effect before continuing. «During his marriage to Mrs. Morrison, she worked various low-skill jobs—cashier, waitress, cleaning lady—contributing minimally to the household, while my client pursued his demanding education and career.»
I felt my stomach twist. Low-skill jobs. Minimally contributing. The words felt like slaps across my face.
The lawyer continued, pacing slowly. «Mrs. Morrison, while pleasant enough, never pursued any meaningful career development. She has no college degree, no specialised skills, no significant assets of her own.»