The Wife Falsely Accused of Being a Gold Digger

Three years into our marriage, my husband, Baron, still thought I was a gold digger.

Because I kept asking him for money.

At first, it was ten thousand dollars.

Later, when our daughter Alva was hospitalized, it became two hundred thousand.

He threw a stack of transfer records in my face.

“Nora, thirty-six million dollars in three years.