My husband cheated, but he didn't know he was going to die.

The day I left the hospital, Liam came to pick me up. He brought my favorite cake, and a divorce agreement.

There was no trace of guilt on his face. "Chloe's coming back from abroad, so…"

I looked at the words on the divorce agreement: The company belongs to the man, all other assets belong to the woman and child.

Perfect. Just what I wanted.

But I still frowned slightly, feigning displeasure. "Liam, we worked so hard to build this company together over the years. Are you really so eager to kick me out?"