The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 55

Every word, every syllable that came out of Oliver's mouth, struck a deep blow to Chloe's heart.

Her self-esteem was ruthlessly trampled by Oliver.

Her worth was disregarded by him.

Yet, she wasn't fully decided to propose a divorce.

It wasn't because she lacked backbone or feared the stigma of being viewed as "damaged goods" after divorce, with no man willing to accept her.

Rather, she just couldn't stomach that outcome.

She had consulted a lawyer.

Their current house, despite her paying for the down payment, was bought with Oliver's credit card after she gave him the cash upfront.

Oliver's name was on the purchase contract.

Moreover, the house was bought before they got married.

Back then, she fully trusted Oliver, believing him to be her life partner. She had no guard against him.

As such, she had no evidence to prove that the down payment came from her own pocket.

If they divorced, the house would belong to Oliver.

Why should she hand over such a windfall to him?

Regardless, she would take their two kids with her after the divorce. If she could secure more benefits, it would provide more security for the kids.

Raising two kids would increase her living expenses.

She had to fight for her own rights.

So, Chloe had no other choice.

She could only stomach the current predicament and endure the draining marriage alone. But she wouldn't silently endure and give without receiving like before.

Finding a job was her first step out of this mess.

Next, she was going to stand up to Oliver.

Hearing his words, she chuckled coldly, walked up to Oliver, and splashed his drink in his face.

"Have you lost your mind?"

Oliver hadn't expected the usually submissive Chloe to splash him with drinks in front of his friends.

Wasn't she always obedient to his demands?

Why was she so bold all of a sudden?

Did she dare to resist him?

Wiping the drink off his face, Oliver clenched his fist in anger, "Chloe, are you asking for a beating?"

"Let's keep it civil," Quentin held back Oliver while the other friends tried to defuse the situation.

Chloe held her head high, "Quentin, let him go. Let's see if he dares to hit me. If he does, I'll call the cops. I've installed cameras, and I've talked to the police. Men who commit domestic violence will be detained and could even be sentenced."

Quentin tried to mediate, "Chloe, let's not get extreme. We're family here. Oliver wouldn't dare to hit you. Oliver, apologize now."

Oliver said, "Apologize? Not a chance! This disobedient woman needs some discipline."

Chloe retorted, "Oliver, if you dare to hit me, I'll call the police for real. Also, you called me 'damaged goods. Aren't you one yourself? If we divorce, what woman would want a man who just brags all day, doesn't do any housework, and just plays with his phone at home, relying on his wife for everything? I must have been blind to pick a man like you. If you think I'll continue to give without receiving, you can forget it."

"Chloe, where's this courage coming from? Don't you need my money for living expenses? If you don't go to the kitchen and cook for my friends, ensuring they're well-fed, you can forget about getting any money from me next month."

"I don't need your petty cash."

Now that she's back to work, she can earn her own keep.

For years, whenever she asked Oliver for living expenses, he always acted as if he was doing her a favor.

She's not a real nanny. Nannies at least get paid. But she didn't.

She's had enough, totally had enough.