My "Penniless" Husband Spent Millions on Her
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Our last dinner before the marriage ends is a plate of cold lasagna Antonio Costa slides across the table.
As I set my fork down, a shadow of blame crosses his eyes. "It's from the soup kitchen. Don't be picky with free food. The family funds are frozen, and we can barely cover the kids' medical bills. Drop the high-maintenance act from your spoiled past."
Ever since the Costa family fell from grace, I have been standing in line outside the church at 4:00 am for hand-me-downs.
