Right after our honeymoon ended, my husband said it was time for me to learn “the rules of being a wife.” I calmly changed into my boxing clothes and gloves.

my expression blank, but something inside me went still. Derek had rushed our wedding after learning that my father had left me several properties. He thought grief had made me lonely, and loneliness had made me easy to manipulate.

I recorded the call.

His mother lowered her voice.

“Get her signature tomorrow. Once the assets are transferred, nobody will continue reading …