I left the hospital carrying my daughter’s ashes when my husband finally called from wherever he was with his mistress and coldly said, “The bill has been taken care of. Stop bothering me.” I didn’t argue with him. I didn’t allow him to hear my voice break.
“How long was this happening?” Brendan wrote.
“Almost two years,” I replied.
His final message took several minutes to arrive.
“And I never noticed,” he wrote back.
For once, I did not send an answer.
Ximena’s criminal trial eventually established a broader pattern of financial misconduct involving corporate expenses and funds connected to Chloe’s care.