Chapter 460


    Addison said, "Everything''s moving too fast! If he signs the buyout agreement now, could it affect your


    divorce?"


    Just as he said that, my phone started ringing. I nced at the screen, excused myself with a "It''s Mr.


    Elbert, I need to take this," and answered the call.


    Addison hung up with a quick "Okay."


    Elbert got straight to the point, voicing the very concern Addison had just mentioned.


    "If he uses the signing of the buyout as an excuse to stall, he could be seen as maliciously refusing to


    divorce, which could make you liable for his debts. And that’s a huge number."


    Without a second thought, I asked, "Is there any way to sidestep this mess?"


    He paused, then in a soft, thoughtful voice suggested, "Think outside the box. Hit him where it hurts."


    I nodded to myself, replying with a determined, "Got it."


    I hung up and paced back and forth, Elbert’s words echoing in my mind.


    I called Ronan, exined my thought process, and asked for the information I needed.


    After another call to Elbert to draft the divorce papers, relinquishing all marital assets and custody of


    our three children, I waited. Within half an hour, I had the papers in hand, ready for my husband to walk


    right into the trap.


    For Jan, this day was undoubtedly the darkest of darks, a day I was sure he''d never forget.


    The news of Hazel''s tragic ident was everywhere, as was the story of mywsuit for divorce and the


    buyout of Medsafe Liyah Inc.


    He had be the talk of Goldenvale Town, and even national news - the renowned hairstylist who


    had struck it rich overnight was now a sensation for all the wrong reasons. The rumors of his nned


    migration to Australia crumbled to dust.


    By evening, the news I had been waiting for arrived.


    Jan had signed the buyout agreement, and as thepany moved towards liquidation, everything


    was frozen.


    I was certain Jan would return here tonight. With his advisor gone and not a penny to his name,


    where else could he go? Sure enough, when he walked through the door, he looked even more


    defeated than I had imagined.


    His once crisp suit was wrinkled, his hair, always styled to perfection, was now a disheveled mess. His


    eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks hollow, and his proud sideburns were lost beneath a shadow of


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    If he hadn''te home, I might not have believed that this man was the same charming Jan I once


    knew.


    As he stepped inside and saw me casually scrolling through my phone on the couch, he froze. Those


    hawk-like eyes of his burned with rage. But there I sat, calm andposed.


    As we locked eyes, the anger in his gaze slowly extinguished against the cool indifference of mine.


    He wasn''t a fool. Perhaps a part of him still clung to the fantasy that if he could just maintain our


    marriage, charm me once more, he might have a chance to rise from the ashes.


    I was hisst hope for a new beginning.


    He attempted a sorrowful smile, a forced curl of his lips, "Honey... why aren''t you asleep?"


    He chuckled bitterly, got himself a ss of whiskey from the cab, and downed it in one gulp.


    Then, pouring another, he stared into the ss, the liquid mirroring the redness of his eyes. Updated at


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    Neither of us spoke.


    "The path you''re on is of your own making," I replied, not denying my contempt.


    "But do you know the reason?" he asked, an unexpected question hanging between us.