My Husband Said He Was Tired Of Supporting Me, So I Agreed To Separate Our Money—Then His Family Learned Who Really Paid The Bills

do you mean?”

She shrugged.

“We agreed everyone pays their own way.”

Liam stormed toward the refrigerator.

The moment he opened it, he stopped moving.

Every item inside carried a bright blue label.

PENELOPE.

Milk.

Cheese.

Eggs.

Ham.

Yogurt.

Vegetables.

Sauces.

Fruit.

Even half an avocado wrapped in plastic had a label.

PENELOPE.

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