My Husband Threw Me Out in My Wedding Dress and Told Me I’d Come Crawling Back Without His Money — He Never Learned the Answer to the Only Question That Mattered Until He Walked Into My Lobby Begging the CEO of the Fund That Held His Company

And underneath the coat was someone who believed, at the level where beliefs actually live, that a woman who defied him could be corrected with force.

He had believed that the entire time I was falling in love with the coat.

It had never been tested, because for two years I had never once, as poor sweet Charlotte Davis, given him a reason to take the coat off.

Florence gave him the reason.

And I learned, in under a minute, that I had married a coat, and that the man inside it was someone I had never met and would spend no further time getting to know.

Chapter 5 — The Bucket