I pulled out the documents and set them on the table in front of Robbert. “These are divorce papers. Already signed by me.”
I slid another document across the table.
Robbert glanced down at the last document, and the blood drained from his face.
“What is this?” he whispered.
“That’s the prenup you signed twenty-eight years ago,” I replied.
His expression changed at once.
The entire room watched, but no one moved.
“You remember the one you said was unnecessary,” I added. “It states that if you cheat on me, I get to keep the house in the divorce. It also clarifies that the investment accounts my mother left me remain in my possession.”
Silence. Suddenly, everyone at that table understood exactly what kind of people they were dealing with.
“Enjoy apartment hunting,” I added as I turned toward the door. “Because tonight, I’m choosing myself.”
Neither of them said a word.
I opened the door. “You should go now.”
Nobody defended them as Kate and Robbert awkwardly rose from the table.
Robert walked out without meeting my eyes.
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