What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 219

The two lawyers immediately began scouring the divorce draft, assuring him they could reach out to their contacts in the judicial system for insight.

Hearing all this, Dexter looked at Finnian. "Mr. Sanders, Kaia..."

Finnian's face hardened, his eyes turning glacial. "This is her decision. It is not mine. Seven years of marriage—how can she possibly think one piece of paper is going to end it?"

Dexter blinked. What a high-sounding excuse. But to him, it seemed pretty obvious that his boss simply couldn't stand the idea of letting her go.

"Dexter, I need you to coordinate with them," Finnian ordered, rubbing his temples. "Pull together a complete inventory of every asset in my name and Kaia's. I want to know exactly what we each hold, how much it's appreciated over the years, and if there's any ground to claim her independent assets as joint marital property generated during the marriage."

"Understood," Dexter nodded.

As a subordinate, he had to execute his boss's orders without question.

But as an outsider who had watched their marriage unfold, Dexter couldn't help but feel it was an absolute tragedy.

Mr. Sanders and Dr. Chavez were practically the textbook definition of a perfect couple, both in looks and in their respective careers. How had things spiraled to this point?

"You two map out a strategy and give me your finalized action plan by 9 AM tomorrow," Finnian instructed, waving a hand to dismiss them so they could fully review the draft before offering their solutions.

The two lawyers hurried out. Dexter wanted to say something, but ultimately kept his mouth shut and left.

After handling some business in Veridian Future that morning and finishing a working lunch, Kaia received a call from her mother. Jane mentioned that Brynlee was taking a nap at their house and urged Kaia to take the afternoon off, relax, and try to decompress.

Kaia knew her parents wouldn't say it out loud, but they were deeply worried about her going through this divorce.

They were doing everything they could to take the burden of childcare off her shoulders. To have such warm, supportive parents—Kaia knew she was incredibly lucky.

Divorce wasn't just a minor bump in the road; it was a massive, life-altering event. She desperately needed someone to talk to.

She called Celine, who immediately agreed to grab coffee and do some window shopping.

Kaia drove straight to a little cafe hidden in an alleyway right next to the high-rise where Celine's studio was located. It was their usual spot, and this time of day, it was relatively quiet.

When Kaia walked in, Celine was already there, scrolling through her phone.

"Kaia, over here!" Celine waved.

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