Early the next morning, I messaged Owen and reminded him to meet me at the clerk's office to file for divorce.
He replied almost immediately.
Owen: Claire, can we sit down somewhere private and talk?
I ignored the request and sent him screenshots of the evidence I had collected. They showed that he had secretly moved marital assets, bought Villa 12 outright in Natalie's name, and made several unauthorized transfers from company accounts.
After that, I ignored every apology, excuse, and plea he sent.
I arrived outside the clerk's office at exactly 9 a.m.
To my surprise, Owen was already waiting. The man who had made me wait countless times was early for once.
The moment he saw me, he hurried over and blocked my path.
"Claire, can we go somewhere quiet and talk for a few minutes?"
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