When He Chose Her Over Justice, I Chose Revenge Over Love - Chapter 45: Chapter 45
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It was pouring rain when my billionaire husband was driving our son to his SATs and suddenly dumped him on the side of the road to rush to the hospital.
All because his secretary was pregnant.
My son couldn't catch a ride in the storm, so he ran through the rain trying to get to his test. He got hit by a truck and died.
By the time I got the call and rushed to the hospital, my boy was already gone.
While I was falling apart, sobbing over my dead child, my husband Grayson Montgomery called:
"Hey babe, can you apologize to Mason for me? Lindsay's pregnant and I had to get here fast."
"I was hammered that night, but the kid's mine so I gotta step up."
"You've always wanted a daughter, right? When she's born, you can raise her."
When I didn't respond, he added: "The girl's young and doesn't know shit about being a mom. I need to stick around and help her out."
I wiped my tears and said flatly: "Fine."
After handling my son's funeral arrangements, I drafted divorce papers and made a phone call:
"You've been wanting to DESTORY the Montgomery family? I'm not stopping you anymore."
The voice on the other end burst into disbelief:
"Vivian Sterling, cut the crap. I'm the damn Grim Reaper of Manhattan's elite circle—you can't fool me. You've been pulling strings for the Montgomery family for twenty years. There's no way in hell you'd just walk away now."
My voice stayed steady. "Grayson and I are getting divorced."
Dead silence, then he practically exploded:
"Are you screwing with me right now?"
"Back in the day, every blue-blood family in Manhattan was dying to marry you. You turned them all down and slummed it with the Montgomerys—a nobody third-tier family. Then you turned that loser Grayson into the richest guy in the state. And now you're ready to divorce his ass?"
I didn't bother explaining. "Look, the why doesn't matter. Bottom line—I'm done cleaning up the Montgomery family's messes."
His laugh was pure satisfaction. "Finally! That's all I wanted to hear. All these years, that cocky little shit Grayson actually thought he had skills. If you hadn't been covering his ass, I would've destroyed him ages ago."
"Since you're dumping him, guess what? Tomorrow at Montgomery Corp's anniversary gala, I'm gonna give him a real special present."
All because his secretary was pregnant.
My son couldn't catch a ride in the storm, so he ran through the rain trying to get to his test. He got hit by a truck and died.
By the time I got the call and rushed to the hospital, my boy was already gone.
While I was falling apart, sobbing over my dead child, my husband Grayson Montgomery called:
"Hey babe, can you apologize to Mason for me? Lindsay's pregnant and I had to get here fast."
"I was hammered that night, but the kid's mine so I gotta step up."
"You've always wanted a daughter, right? When she's born, you can raise her."
When I didn't respond, he added: "The girl's young and doesn't know shit about being a mom. I need to stick around and help her out."
I wiped my tears and said flatly: "Fine."
After handling my son's funeral arrangements, I drafted divorce papers and made a phone call:
"You've been wanting to DESTORY the Montgomery family? I'm not stopping you anymore."
The voice on the other end burst into disbelief:
"Vivian Sterling, cut the crap. I'm the damn Grim Reaper of Manhattan's elite circle—you can't fool me. You've been pulling strings for the Montgomery family for twenty years. There's no way in hell you'd just walk away now."
My voice stayed steady. "Grayson and I are getting divorced."
Dead silence, then he practically exploded:
"Are you screwing with me right now?"
"Back in the day, every blue-blood family in Manhattan was dying to marry you. You turned them all down and slummed it with the Montgomerys—a nobody third-tier family. Then you turned that loser Grayson into the richest guy in the state. And now you're ready to divorce his ass?"
I didn't bother explaining. "Look, the why doesn't matter. Bottom line—I'm done cleaning up the Montgomery family's messes."
His laugh was pure satisfaction. "Finally! That's all I wanted to hear. All these years, that cocky little shit Grayson actually thought he had skills. If you hadn't been covering his ass, I would've destroyed him ages ago."
"Since you're dumping him, guess what? Tomorrow at Montgomery Corp's anniversary gala, I'm gonna give him a real special present."
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