My Cheating Ex In My Wheelchair

Summary

There were only ten minutes left in the trial, and victory was finally within reach.

My attorney—who also happened to be my husband, Dylan—suddenly took a phone call.

When he hung up, his face was completely bloodless. He began frantically packing his files into his briefcase.

"Your Honor," he said, his voice echoing in the courtroom, "the plaintiff wishes to dismiss the charges."

The room erupted. I stared at him, my mind spinning into a complete blur.

"Dylan, what are you doing?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "Melanie ran me over. She broke both my legs. She ruined my life!"