Chapter 2My Wife's "Dead" Husband Is on Vacation While I Pay His Debts

I was almost swept away by this "good news."

Angle getting into such a good school was a dream come true for me.

But when Scarlett pulled my hand to the email, pointing at that astronomical sum for the deposit, I suddenly sobered up.

My hands trembled with rage.

The daughter I'd painstakingly raised was now going to the UK to meet her biological father!

And I, the idiot, still had to fork over one last massive payment for their reunion!

Nothing could be more humiliating, more infuriating than this!

Seeing me silent, head bowed, Scarlett shoved me hard.

"What's with that attitude? You don't want Angle to go, do you?"

I opened my mouth, looking up at her.

"Can we delay this payment?"

If she was willing to give up this plan, to cut ties with that man.

I wasn't completely against forgiving her.

Who doesn't have a past?

I loved the woman she was now, and our adorable daughter, Angle.

But when she heard that, she instantly blew up, staring at me as if I were a monster.

"What are you talking about?!"

"This is Angle's future! Why delay it? Shouldn't you be finding the money immediately to send us to the UK?!"

She was still lying to me.

I forced out a smile that was more like a grimace.

I hated her shamelessness. Even more, I hated myself for still clinging to a shred of hope for her, even at this point.

Before I could answer, Scarlett covered her face and began to sob bitterly.

"See? You think we're a burden, don't you? You've wanted to get rid of us for a long time, haven't you?"

"Ryan, I'm telling you! Even if her dad is gone, Angle is a hero's daughter! She deserves the best education! You can't mess with that!"

"If you can't come up with the money, then we're getting a divorce!"

My heart felt like it was being tightly clenched by an invisible hand, and began to sink, deeper and deeper.