When my husband hit the lottery jackpot, I thought we'd finally get to enjoy some dreams together. But within an hour, he called. "I can now live the life I've dreamed of, and that's without you and the children," he said. Seriously? Money changes some folks! Trying to keep calm, I went straight to my lawyer with our prenup papers. My heart was pounding, and I knew I had to move fast. Then, at home, my husband barged in, furious. I braced for the worst, knowing this was just the beginning...
Scott stomped in like a whirlwind, eyes blazing. Without a word, he slammed the prenup papers on the table. The noise echoed in the room, making my heart skip a beat. His voice pierced the air, 'What's this supposed to mean, Carmen?' I could see he was boiling over with a mix of anger and confusion. He paced the room like a caged lion, and I knew I needed to play this carefully to keep the upper hand.