He tried to take it back, but it was too late. I reminded him that he had introduced his mistress and told me to leave.
Vanessa grew angry, demanding to know why he said we were already separated. Jonathan snapped at her to stop, making everything worse.
I leaned back and spoke quietly. “For three years, I believed I was building a future with my husband,” I said.
Jonathan lowered his head.
“But apparently I was just funding his new life with someone else,” I continued.
Vanessa crossed her arms and said maybe I should have been a better wife. Jonathan looked horrified, but I told him to let her speak.
She insisted he deserved someone more exciting. I nodded slowly.
“That is fair,” I said, standing up.
“Now he is free to pursue that exciting life,” I added calmly.
Jonathan looked hopeful for a brief moment until I finished. “Just not in my company,” I said.
His face froze as confusion returned. I slid one final envelope toward him.
“This is a notice from the board,” I explained.
He insisted there was no board, but I corrected him. “There is now.”
Inside was an official termination letter. “As majority owner, I held an emergency meeting this afternoon,” I said.
Jonathan read it with shaking hands. “You fired me,” he whispered.
I nodded.
Patricia accused me of destroying my own husband. I looked at her calmly.
