My Husband Served Me Divorce Papers While I Lay in a Hospital Bed… But My Last Gift Left Him Destroyed

Gerald let out a bitter laugh. “So now everyone’s against me?”

“No,” I said quietly. “People just stopped protecting you.”

Tiffany grabbed her purse and walked out. Gerald called after her once, but she never turned around. That was the exact moment his fantasy collapsed—not when I exposed him, not when his mother judged him, but when the woman he chose over me realized there was nothing worth staying for.

Then I delivered the final blow. “I already asked investigators to examine the car.”

His head jerked upward. “What?”

“For a while, I wondered whether the brakes failed on their own.”

Gerald turned pale. “Are you accusing me of causing the crash?