Last Life She Killed Me for My Rich Husband, This Life I Let Her Have Him Chapter 15

Last Life She Killed Me for My Rich Husband, This Life I Let Her Have Him Chapter 15

The office fell quiet again, broken only by the occasional words between father and daughter. 

After a long while, Charles saw I wasn’t leaving. “Are you mad at me?” he asked. 

“Hmm?” I didn’t get it at first. 

“I married you because of your horoscope.” 

“Oh.” I tried to sound casual. “And I stayed with you for the money. We both made a calculated choice. We’re even.” 

He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, then 

closed it again. 

A flicker of disappointment ran through me. Followed by a 

restless annoyance. 

What was wrong with me? We’d been using each other from 

the start. Why was I developing feelings for my boss? 

Office romance was a terrible idea. I told myself that over and 

over. 

That night, Charles presented me with a postnuptial 

agreement. It said all my assets were mine, and all his assets were also mine. His signature and thumbprint were already on 

1. it. 

I laughed bitterly. What a generous boss. 

“You knew, didn’t you?” I stared at him. “For someone who 

loves kids so much.” 

He smiled ruefully and rubbed his brow. “If I’m heading for bankruptcy, why drag children into that? Charlotte was an 

accident, I didn’t know then. But now that I do, I have to think 

about them.” 

His expression turned serious. 

“When did you find out?” 

“Right when you bought that trending topic.” 

“That explains it.” 

Charles told me that in his last life, after he went bankrupt, his family had suffered horribly. Seven people crammed into a rundown apartment. No money. He’d had to work 

construction. 

My sister’s prized collection of designer bags had been sold off for pennies on the dollar. The kids were mocked at school, harassed by debt collectors. 

“I will never let that happen again,” he said. “That’s why you need to sign this. I know why I went bankrupt before, but business is unpredictable. I can’t guarantee I can avoid it this 

time.” 

“The law says company bankruptcy doesn’t touch personal assets, but just in case, sign this. My business has nothing to do with you. Your assets stay safe.” 

“If I do go under, I can use what you have to rebuild.” 

I raised an eyebrow. “You’re not afraid I’ll just take the money and run, leave you with nothing?” 

He burst out laughing. “If I don’t go bankrupt, what’s mine is 

yours anyway. If I do go bankrupt, then I live off you.” 

“Worst case, you leave me, fine, at least you and the kids are set for life and don’t have to suffer with me. Either way, I don’t lose. Why should I be afraid?” 

That settled it for me. Over a billion dollars, just handed over. 

This man? He was a keeper. 

I signed happily and went from minor heiress to major mogul.