On my anniversary, my billionaire parents gifted me a sports car. The next day, my husband came to my office and demanded the keys, saying, “This sports car is mine.” When I refused, he angrily left the office. A few hours later, he called me, laughing, “I burned your dream sports car.” I rushed to the house, but when I arrived, I couldn’t control my laughter because the car he burned was…
Part 2 The firefighter’s question hung in the smoky air. Derek’s grin faltered when I kept laughing. It wasn’t happiness—it was shock. A grown man had set a car on fire to punish his wife. “That’s my husband’s vehicle,” I said, forcing my voice steady. “Registered to Derek Caldwell.” A police officer stepped closer. “Ma’am,…
