For five years, I was the Iron Lady of the Hamptons, saving Chuck's family business and doubling his fortune while believing the man who promised me a home would never betray me.
Then on Easter, he brought home Flora - pregnant with his child - and asked me to accept them both. He mistook my silence for surrender. In truth, the moment he chose her, I chose divorce.
I stopped fighting, audited the company, trained Posy to take over, and waited. When Chuck transferred property and shares to Flora, he triggered the prenup he once swore he would never break.
After I left, Flora's fake poisoning was exposed, her baby was lost, and Chuck received the divorce judgment. I moved to Bakercrest and rebuilt a company of my own.
Three years later, Chuck was still trapped in regret. I had a new husband, a daughter, and a home filled with laughter. The cold rain washed away the past - and I never looked back.