Chapter 4

"Why are you packing all this?" Marvin asked.

"I'm leaving," I replied, not looking at him.

"Leaving?" He chuckled, walked over, and pressed his hand down on the zipper of my suitcase. "Where are you going?"

"None of your business," I said.

His tone went cold. "Joyce, you're not my wife anymore. Legally, we stopped being married three years ago. Do you even realize what that means?"

My hand paused on the zipper.

Marvin said, "All these years, you've been living in my house, spending my money. Property fees, utilities, clothes, shoes, bags, skincare, makeup, plane tickets home for the…