Forced Out of My Job by My Husband, I Divorced Him

That evening, I saw Nicolas wrapping his arm around the new girl, laughing and drinking with his friends like he hadn’t a care in the world.

“So, what you’re gonna do if Rowena actually divorces you?” One of his friends joked, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Nicolas took a long swig of his drink, his eyes narrowing with a sense of superiority.

“That’s not gonna happen. She loves me too much to go through with it. She’s just being extra. Typical her.”

It wasn’t until he saw me, weeks later, sitting in the back seat of another man’s wedding car that he realized I hadn’t been…