After what happened on the stairs because of my mother-in-law, I woke up in the hospital, signed the divorce papers, and walked away without a word.

I had thought patience would reveal who they really were.

Lying in that hospital bed, I finally understood.

They had shown me who they were all along.

I had simply refused to see it.

They also did not know I was the silent investor who had saved Dominic’s failing company two years earlier through a holding firm. I owned sixty-two percent of it. The mansion had been bought through that same firm. Even Dominic’s luxury car was leased under my company’s name.