Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 247

Chapter 247

“I waited over eight months, and they still rejected my petition!”

The woman’s voice cracked with disbelief, her breath catching. “The judgment even said something about how twenty years of marriage wasn’t easy, and that we should weather the storms together… stay loyal and never abandon each other…”

She broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

The people around her, moved by the rawness of her grief, began to offer words of comfort.

“If he hits you again, just call the police. Get him arrested. With evidence, the court will be more likely to grant the divorce.”

“Yeah, it the first trial doesn’t work out, file an appeal. As long as you’re determined, the second one usually goes through.”

She cried harder, tears and mucus mingling without care.

“The second appeal requires a six-month wait.” Her voice was hoarse, ragged. “I want to report him, too. I want him in jail. I want him to have a record. But he threatened me with our child’s future.”

“If this ends up on his record,” she said, her voice shaking, “our son won’t pass a background check for any federal job. And in this economy? Good luck finding something stable outside government work. That’s the only reason I’ve put up with him this long.”

She paused to catch her breath, as if speaking the next words would undo her.

“But this year, he got worse. He broke a few of my ribs. I couldn’t take it anymore. I decided to leave with nothing-give him everything. I’d decided to take my son, raise him alone, and not ask for a single cent of support.

“Only then did he finally, reluctantly agree to the divorce. And even so, it’s taken me two months just to book an appointment for the divorce cooling-off period… If I wait any longer, the second trial will start before I even get divorced.”

crowd around her fell silent, sighs

a dull ache rising

She understood this woman.

too, had

Too many worries.

wanted to give him a whole and happy home. The

educational resources…

become shackles that kept her trapped in a marriage that was long past

Theo hadn’t grown so fond of Kelly…would she still be

didn’t know the

strands of hair at her temple, brushing away

was who she was now-the best version

you file for the

thoughts. It was Nate,

the spark of glee in

1/2

you

“I came to…”

you on the

Nate faltered,

pick up

a quiet nod and turned