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 I stood in that lobby and understood that Jonathan had never once seen me at all — not the poor version, whom he’d loved as a lesser thing, and not the powerful version, whom he now wanted as a greater one.

He had only ever seen what I could do for him.

The number had simply changed.

Chapter 13 — The Limited Reality

Jonathan laughed — a thin, disbelieving sound.

“No.

That’s impossible.

She’s a low-level administrative assistant.”