Chapter 7

He dropped the act,wrapped an arm around Chloe,and comforted her with a tenderness I'd never seen before.

"Honey,wait for me in the car."

We were together for two years.Married for three.

Ethan was good to me.

He remembered everything I liked.

No matter where I traveled for work,he would fly out to meet me.

Everyone said I was lucky to have a husband like him.

But now I understood.

What he gave me wasn't love.

It was performance.With Chloe,it was different.

He watched her get into the car.

Then he turned back to me,a hint of blame in his voice.

"Tori,you were too impulsive."

"Whatever Chloe did,she's pregnant.You didn't have to go that hard on her."

I looked away and fought back tears.

"Cut the crap.What did she mean,this penthouse is hers?"

Ethan sighed.

He took out a document.

The money for this penthouse came from my premarital account.

But I was focused on my sick father at the time.

Ethan handled all our finances.

He had suggested putting the property into a new LLC for"tax optimization."

I signed the papers without reading them.

Ethan had secretly changed the LLC's beneficiary to Chloe.

The transfer date was the day my father died.

Rage flooded me.

Smack.

I slapped him across the face.

"You son of a bitch!"