My Husband Demanded My $5 Million Lakefront Deed to Save His Failing Company—Then His Mother Shoved Me Down the Stairs and He Served Me Divorce Papers in the Hospital
Phoebe was downstairs because apparently lawyers can become concerned friends while pretending they are simply present for documents.
I reached the top.
Looked down.
Nothing happened.
No revelation.
My ankle hurt.
“Congratulations?”
Phoebe called.