My Husband Came to Divorce Court With Three Lawyers, a Prenup, and His Future Wife—Then the Judge Read One Document With My Name on It

“Perfect. Hold that.”

The camera clicked.

For one second, we probably looked like the family we used to be.

But we were something different now.

And that was okay.

Afterward, the boys ran toward a food truck.

Tristan and I remained by the van.

“The board sent me the latest numbers,” he said.