Ex-Husband's Final Despair

Synopsis

The morning sun beat down on the courthouse steps, harsh and unforgiving against my skin. I stared at the divorce papers in my trembling hands, the official seal of Los Angeles County mocking me with its authority. Marcus stood before me, his perfect suit unwrinkled despite the heat, his expression a practiced mask of concern that never quite reached his eyes. "It's just temporary, Isabella," he said, his voice low and soothing – the same tone he'd used countless times when explaining why Victoria's needs came before mine. "Victoria's family trust requires her to be married by thirty, or she loses everything. You know how