Chapter 4 Chapter 4 "I want him to leave with nothing." Even I was surprised when those words came out of my mouth.] Oliver looked up at me, his eyes probing: "You sure about that?" I nodded. He suddenly smiled: "You're taking this pretty well." I set down my coffee cup and looked at him.] "It's not about taking it well. I'm just done making myself miserable." "Three years of marriage, and I had to sneak around buying a dildo just to spare his ego." Looking back, it's fucking ridiculous." Looking Oliver's expression got a little weird: "A dildo?"]] I said matter-of-factly. "I'm a normal woman with normal needs. Is that weird?" Oliver coughed and changed the subject: "I agree with you." I blinked: "Huh?" He repeated: "My brother wronged you. He deserves to leave with nothing. I suddenly felt my nose sting.] So there really was someone who understood my anger and frustration And this person actually was my husband's older brother. That made it even more depressing. "Honey, you're moving out?"] Milo watched me pack, panic creeping into his voice. I didn't look up: "What else? Stick around to watch you two lovebirds?" 1..." He hesitated "Maybe... maybe I should move out instead?" I smiled sweetly. "Don't bother. This place disgusts me now, just like you do."1 He was quiet for a moment: "I'm sorry-1 I rolled my eyes: "If you're really sorry, just sign the divorce papers Milo's face changed: "Don't push it I raised an eyebrow: Tm pushing it? Fine, see you in court then. He stormed out and slammed the door 1 kept packing. When I got to the nightstand, I found a stack of receipts and shopping slips Not a bad habet, actually - keeping every receipt Midy Benzar Swim Nor Cando My Whether you with His W Chapter 4 I flipped through them casually and instantly went into shock.[] Louis Vuitton bags? Hermès scarves? Cartier bracelets? None of this stuff was cheap. Looking at the dates more carefully - all from the past three years of our marriage.]] I burst out laughing.[] This idiot had kept evidence of every gift he bought Gina.] "Thanks, honey," I said to myself, grinning. "This is your last gift to me.' I pulled out my phone and photographed every single receipt, then sent them to Oliver.[] Oliver texted back quickly: [He's digging his own grave.][] - Me: [Yeah, such a thoughtful husband even collect all his affair evidence for me.]] Oliver: [You packing up?] Me: [Yep, moving out.]] Oliver: [I'm downstairs waiting for you.]] I was surprised and looked out the window. Sure enough, Oliver's car was parked below.[] When did he get here? After finishing packing, I went downstairs to find Oliver leaning against his car smoking. "How'd you get here so fast?" I was surprised. He stubbed out his cigarette: "Thought you might need help moving." I didn't know what to say, so I changed the subject: "Did you see those receipts?" He took my suitcase. "He spent a fortune on Gina these past three years."] "Yeah." I laughed bitterly. "No wonder he said he couldn't afford to buy me a dildo he was too busy buying luxury shit for someone else." Oliver coughed again: "Could you stop bringing up the dildo thing?"] "Why? It's totally normal." I blinked innocently.[] Oliver went quiet, but his ears turned a little red.] I suddenly realized what was happening and laughed even harder: "Oh my god, Oliver, are you blushing?" "Get in the car." His voice was cold.] I suppressed my laughter and slid into the passenger seat. After buckling my seatbelt, I asked: "Where to?" "Hotel" He started the engine.] "I booked you a room."[]