Laughter. That carefree way she once touched me. Just drive, I muttered.
But I didn’t go to the airport. Midway there, I asked the driver to take me downtown instead, to my lawyer’s office. I’d known Carl Matthews for years, back when I used to help him troubleshoot his computers on weekends.
He owed me. And right now, I needed every favor I could cash in. Thirty minutes later, I walked into his office, still wearing the sweatpants and zip-up hoodie I’d left the hospital in.
TOM? Carl looked up, surprised. You were supposed to be in recovery another day. I gave him a tired nod.
Plans changed. He motioned me inside. I shut the door behind me, and in a low voice, I explained what I saw.
I didn’t raise my voice once. I didn’t curse. I didn’t cry.
I just laid it out like a puzzle that had finally clicked together. Carl leaned back, hands clasped. You want a divorce? Yes.
But I want more than that. I reached into my bag and pulled out a file I had started preparing long before the hospital stay. Here are the deeds.
The bank accounts. The power of attorney Claire never updated after our marriage. She never knew I restructured the business into a trust last year.
Carl flipped through the pages. His eyebrows slowly lifted. You’ve already moved everything.
Everything, I said calmly. The house. The business.
The savings. Transferred. Claire thought she had access to all of it.
But she doesn’t. He blinked. She has no idea, does she? I shook my head.
And by tonight she’ll be locked out of the accounts, credit cards frozen and she’ll need a new place to sleep. Carl let out a low whistle. You’re going to war.
No. I stood. I’m already winning it.
The locks clicked. By the time the sun began to dip below the skyline, the house that once echoed with memories of warmth and laughter had become a cold fortress. One I no longer welcomed her in.
The locksmith arrived within hours. I didn’t waste time. Every lock on every door was replaced.
The garage opener was reset. The home security code she’d once chosen was disabled, and I had the alarm company flag her as unauthorized access. I knew she’d try to return once the fun was over.
Once she realized what she’d lost. But I wasn’t waiting. I drove to our bank next…
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