My Son Handed Me the Divorce Papers
CH. 01
Chapter 1
That year, when our relationship was at its worst, David cheated on me with a college student.
The girl Photoshopped intimate photos of me with other men and sent them to provoke me. I went straight to her school, grabbed her by the hair, and beat her in the street.
The crowd grew larger and larger. No one noticed an out-of-control car hurtling directly towards us.
In that critical moment, David shoved Addison aside, leaving me to collapse in a pool of blood.
As the agonizing pain spread through my body, I could no longer deceive myself.
David, who once defied his family for me and promised to never leave my side…
He truly had fallen for someone else. Ten years of love, now just bitter strangers.
Perhaps I should have let go much earlier, instead of tormenting each other until we became utterly detestable.
That was my last thought before losing consciousness.
After surgery, I lay in the hospital for a week. The ward door opened, and my eyes automatically went to it.
It was my son, Stockton.
“Mom.” Stockton was only seven, but his small face held a maturity beyond his years.
He called my name, his lips pressed thin, then handed me a signed divorce agreement:
“This is what I had a lawyer draft for you. The terms are most favorable to you. When I gave it to Dad, Addison had just twisted her ankle. He was too worried to even glance at it and signed it immediately.”
“While Dad still feels guilty, you can get more from the divorce. Sign it, Mom, stop acting out.”