I didn’t reply. Instead, I called my attorney, whom I’d already consulted weeks earlier.
“It’s time,” I said.
While locking up the boutique that evening, my phone buzzed again—mocking messages about my age, about how “free” he felt, and how his family agreed he deserved better. I screenshotted every one. Evidence.
Then came a final text that made me smile: BTW I used the joint card for our flights and hotel. Consider it my parting gift lol.
Perfect.
I called the credit card company and reported the charges as unauthorized—backed by the very texts where he admitted to them. By morning, his tickets and hotel would be gone. And since his personal credit cards were already nearly maxed out, I could predict exactly where he and Chloe would end up: stranded, furious, and completely unaware of what was coming next.
The climax arrived the following afternoon, when my attorney called urgently.
“Julia, the judge approved an emergency hearing for Monday. With the evidence you gathered—the account withdrawal, the credit card misuse, the texts—we’re in an extremely strong position.”
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