Wife Divorced Me Thinking She Gonna Be Part Of My Parent’s Million $$ Trust Fund Now She’s In Debt
The Judge’s Dismissal
When she could not get anything from me, she demanded child support. But before my attorney could defend my case, the judge dismissed the pleadings and asked for them to file a fresh set of terms because, according to the law, you can’t place a fresh demand on the spot. The judge said it was not her shopping boutique that she could bargain with however she wanted.
Court was dismissed, and a next date was given. After a week or so, we received the document with a fresh set of terms: $5,000 monthly allowance for herself as she was not working, and child support for her son.
I could have agreed to the child support if she had not wasted the money from the joint account to rub the vacation pictures in my face. I was determined not to agree to any of her terms, and my lawyer did his job well in preparing my case.
Leaving Her Penniless
Me and my lawyer dug all sorts of information required to leave her penniless. The next hearing day was almost a month later. She came to the court with her usual swag, but the glow was less compared to the last time. The sorrow of losing the opportunity to get a dime of my property took away her glow.
My lawyer defended her terms. Child support was the easiest one to get rid of because he was not my son. They still wanted it on moral grounds as a stepfather, but my lawyer just argued that she was flaunting the money from the joint account on her vacations.
“Well, she’s not using it for her son’s education.” I told the court the same thing as I mentioned above. I did not mind providing the education for the child, but she would just misuse it for her own gains.
For her claim of 5,000 a month, my attorney presented all the photographs of her vacationing with her boyfriend with my money and then abusing me over chats and voicemails for not providing her enough. We alleged a case of verbal abuse on her and used it to dodge the monthly allowance.
It wasn’t as easy and smooth as it sounded in a single sentence, but yeah, finally, the court dismissed all her stupid terms and granted a divorce on the base of verbal abuse, torture, and money extortion. The court even asked us if I wanted to sue her for these allegations, but I did not. I know she had nothing to pay the compensation anyways, and my motive was just to not leave her a penny, and that was successful.
Moving Forward
Winning a case against a woman is not easy in court these days, but if you’re genuine and cautious, and plus if you hire a good lawyer, then it’s possible. I’m planning to visit my daughter and spend time with her away from this place. I hope I get over it soon.
This time I’m not going to repeat the mistake I made with Elior. I’ve let my loneliness shadow my reasoning, but now I’m planning various ways to keep myself distracted, and marriage is now off my radar forever. I’ll make an update if anything develops; otherwise, this will be the end of it.
Thanks for engaging in my post, and please don’t make a decision just because you’re lonely and desperate to have somebody by your side.
Update Number Two: The Real Father
Hey guys, I was lurking around on this page lately so I thought about updating it because, well, why not? As I closed my last post, I mentioned my divorce from Elior. Apparently, she was tired of asking me for the money every time she needed something, and she was annoyed when I said no, so she thought of a better option: divorcing me and taking half a million dollars from a trust fund. Funny, yeah. Jokes on her that she did not get a penny.
I think I forgot to mention a few details about her boyfriend in the last update, so here it is. During the divorce proceedings, I got to know that the boyfriend with whom she was fooling around with was the actual father of her son.
He abandoned her when she was pregnant, but when she started flaunting her newfound profound lifestyle right there on social media, he came rolling back to her. She accepted him because he was the father of her son. That was the reason he roamed around in my house having fun with her. Apparently, I was the other guy for him, and he was the father of her child. Funny enough.
A Request for Money
A couple of months later, when I came back home after visiting my daughter in Manhattan, I got Elior’s letter in the post box. The thing is, I had blocked her from all the places, so there’s no way she could have contacted me through my phone or email. I’m guessing she would have come to visit me, but I wasn’t around for two months; hence, she just dropped off the letters.
Well, it was about how sorry she was to hurt me, and on humanitarian grounds, she wanted me to provide for her son. She needed me to pay for a school fee so that he could continue with his education. Not sure if I’ve mentioned this before, but I got him admitted to an international school; he used to study in a community school before.
The Final Decision
I discussed it with my lawyer, and he said on a professional note that if I wanted, I could go with providing the school fees for her son by paying directly to the school. But personally, he suggested I stay away from that woman. He said that the woman might further try to squeeze in money from me on the pretext that her son needs it.
Well, he was right. It was not just about the school fees in an international school. Apart from the fees, there were thousands of different things like excursions, projects, and what not to provide extra. And she would definitely use those reasons to extort money from me. Even if she did not extort the money from me, she would not be able to afford those extras on her own, so there’s no point in paying the fees.
I felt bad for letting that child suffer, but there’s no other solution to this. I thanked my stars that I did not plan a child with her; that would have been such a disastrous situation. But thank goodness I’m out of this.
In the last two months of living with my daughter, I’ve moved on a lot. I’ve started hitting the gym regularly, and I’m also planning a lot of solo trips to get perspective in life. Thank you for hearing my story, and please take this lesson to keep your vulnerability in check.
