I held up my phone.
“Careful what you say. Because guess what? We already sent everything to your family.
So don’t waste time calling them. They’ll be calling you.”
His jaw clenched. He looked at his phone, scrolling furiously.
A second later, it rang.
Emma smirked. “That’ll be your mother.”
Graham glared at both of us, breathing hard. “You think you can just—”
Emma dropped a folder onto the table.
“Oh, and one more thing. Since you’ve been spending our money on her, I made a little calculation. Fifteen years of marriage.
Two kids. Every meal I cooked, every shirt I washed, every late night I spent taking care of this house while you were out cheating.”
She slid a printed statement toward him.
$50,000.
“What the hell is this?” Graham snapped.
Emma smiled coldly. “The birthday present I got for myself.
Consider it back pay.”
Graham looked at me, then back at her. His face twisted in rage. “You’re both insane.”
I reached for the champagne bottle, popped it open, and poured myself a glass.
“Cheers to that.”
Graham grabbed his keys, his phone still ringing. He stormed toward the door. “This isn’t over.”
Emma tilted her head.
“Oh, I think it is.”
And with that, he was gone.
For the first time in years, Emma sat back and exhaled. The weight on her shoulders was gone.
“I thought this would destroy me,” she said. “But I feel… lighter.”
I smiled.
“Because you’re free.”
She turned to me, eyes shining with strength. “You didn’t ruin my birthday. You gave me a gift—liberation.”
Source: amomama
