After Daughter Died, Left

I was the submissive wife who begged for crumbs of Jerome’s mercy, enduring his mistress’s humiliations just to keep my daughter alive. They thought they were teaching me a lesson in obedience by delaying her treatment, but they only succeeded in turning my child into a handful of ashes. Now, I’ve left her urn on his desk alongside the signed divorce papers. Jerome thinks he can still control me with his wealth and his power, but he’s about to learn that when you take everything from a woman who has nothing left to lose, you don't break her—you set her free.