My Wife Said She Was Tired Of Supporting Me And Demanded Separate Finances—Then One Family Dinner Exposed The Truth

in plastic containers and a wife sitting at the table with a folder in front of her.

That folder should have scared me.

It didn’t.

Because I had one too.

Part 2

The room fell silent the moment Penelope placed the thick folder in the center of the dining table.

My mother frowned.

“What’s that?”

Penelope leaned back in her chair and folded her arms.