The Researcher with the Broken Finger

Summary

The day my wife was welcomed back by her wealthy family, I was packing my bags.

She saw me and frowned. "Leave it. I'm only taking Julian and Mia. You can stay here in the Warrens."

"I'll give you five hundred a month for expenses," she added, her voice devoid of warmth. "And I'll let you see Mia from time to time."

I nodded calmly, without a fight.

I already knew. She was always going to choose her childhood sweetheart and take my daughter with them.

In my last life, I threw a fit and begged to go with them to the Hawthorne estate. I thought I could finally live a comfortable life.