Divorced, Pregnant, And Done With Him

Synopsis

Lester grabbed my chin, shoving the divorce papers in my face and making me sign. Meanwhile, Isla was lying in our bed, sending him a voice note. "Lester, my head hurts. Where did you put the meds you got for me last time?" she said. Lester let go of me and headed straight for the bedroom. He didn't even bother to look at the red marks he left on my chin. I lowered my gaze to the agreement. In the property division section, it stated, "Amalie Silva voluntarily relinquishes all marital assets." Voluntarily. I let out a quiet, bitter laugh. I picked up the pen and signed my name at the end. Each stroke was firm, the pen biting deep into the paper.