The first transfer happened 8 months ago. The private mailbox came 6 months ago. Your apartment visits started weeks before this trip. This wasn't a sudden decision to get away from a difficult marriage. You planned it.
Julia pushed the papers aside. Our marriage has been over for years, Jeremy. You just didn't notice. Then why didn't you tell me? Because you never listen.
I asked you about the money. You told me the bank was moving it around. I asked about your phone. You called me controlling. I asked where you were going and you lied about a conference.
Don't tell me I never listened when you refused to give me an honest answer. She stood up and walked toward the counter. I needed a way out. I didn't know how you'd react. I stayed seated.
You could have asked for a divorce. You could have told me you wanted to leave. Instead, you spent months preparing while taking money from our joint savings. I was protecting myself from what? She turned around.
From you making my life difficult. You always have to be in control. Everything has to be documented, questioned, and checked. I stood up. Don't confuse being prepared with being controlling.
I asked you for the truth, Julia. You chose to lie. Her eyes narrowed. And now you're going to make sure I get nothing. No.
My attorney has made it clear that the settlement must account for the actual marital assets and the transfers you've made. You'll receive whatever you're legally entitled to. But you're not going to walk away with money you quietly removed and pretend it never happened. She shook her head. You've already decided I'm the villain.
I'm not deciding anything. I'm looking at what you did. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then she lowered her voice. Colin and I weren't planning to hurt you.
I almost laughed, but I held it back. You rented an apartment with another man while you were still married to me. You moved our money to prepare for it. How exactly did you think that would end? He understands me.
Good. Then he can help you understand the divorce papers. Her face tightened. You don't have to be cruel. I'm not being cruel.
I'm being direct. You wanted a new life and you arranged one. I'm not going to stand in your way. She looked at the papers again. Can we at least talk before you do something you regret?
The filing has already been submitted. You can't just end 24 years like this. You ended our marriage when you decided I wasn't worth telling the truth to. I'm simply making the legal part official. She sat down slowly.
For the first time since she had returned, she looked less angry than frightened. What happens now? She asked. Patricia will contact your attorney. We'll deal with the house, the accounts, and everything else through the proper process.