For the first time in thirty-four years.
“WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM?”
Daniel didn’t move. He simply whispered:
“If you refuse, we’ll lose everything.”
I
immediately went upstairs and began packing my suitcase.
Daniel followed me.
“Emily, my father is leaving behind a three-million-dollar inheritance.”
I turned around.
“And for that money, you’re willing to ask me to do something like this?”
“It’s not just about the money.”
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He walked to the bedroom door and closed it.
“My father insists that another child must become part of our family. Otherwise, he’ll leave his entire fortune to someone else.”
“Then let him!”
“You don’t understand. Our
house is in his name. So is the company. We could end up on the street.”
I stared at my husband.
The man I had shared my life with for more than three decades was apparently willing to humiliate me for money.