At 2:00 a.m., My Husband Thought I Was Asleep While He Emptied Our Safe to Run Off With His Mistress. Before Leaving, He Kissed Me and Whispered, “Poor Audrey. You Never Saw This Coming.” Hours Later He Sent a Photo From the Airport. I Replied With Four Words That Made Him Call Me Immediately.
I had spent too many years letting Daniel treat both as his.
At 6:12 a.m., my attorney, Margaret Hale, called.
“The bank confirmed the freeze,” she said.
“The board packet went through.
I need you to stay at the house and keep your phone on.
Do not contact him again.”
“I already hung up.”
“Good.