After My Husband Faked Bankruptcy to Abandon Me

My husband vanished after his business went under, leaving behind a mountain of debt and his elderly parents.

To pay off his debts, I worked tirelessly, day and night, selling everything we owned for cash.

In the end, I even lost our child.

But two years later, after I'd cleared the debts and revived the company, he returned, holding hands with his pregnant girlfriend.

"The company was mine to begin with. I'll give you some money for your trouble over the years," he said.

I refused and decided to sue him.

Then he hired someone to run me over, and as I lay dying, he kicked me twice, saying, "I offered you dignity, but you chose defiance."

When I opened my eyes again, it was the day my husband had disappeared after going bankrupt.

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“Mrs. Hernandez, say something!”

“Yeah, your husband owes us a lot of money, and now he’s disappeared. What are we supposed to do with that?”

A crowd of clients and suppliers completely blocked my doorway.

I blinked hard, my vision still blurry, but the familiar conversation sent shockwaves through me.

"Theodora, you must come up with a way to save Jayson's company!" Mae tugged at my sleeve helplessly, looking despondently at the growing crowd outside.

I closed my eyes tightly, gathering my thoughts. After a deep breath, I opened the door.

Mae hurried to stop me, "Theodora, those people outside are dangerous. Why are you opening the door?"

I cast her a calm glance, then turned to face the creditors. "Ladies and gentlemen, I understand your anxiety over not receiving your payments.

"My husband, Jayson, has been missing for three days. During this time, my in-laws, my family, and the police have all been doing everything we can to find him.

"But so far, we have no leads."

A sharp-looking man sneered at me, "So you're trying to use this as an excuse to dodge the debt, right?"

Another person joined in, shouting, "Who's to say you're not just putting on an act to avoid paying us back?"

I raised my hand, palm out, signaling everyone to quiet down. With a steady voice, I explained, "Jayson is truly missing; the police can confirm this. If necessary, I'm willing to provide evidence.

"Moreover, the debts he accrued are his own personal responsibilities. As his wife, I'm at a loss here.

"I encourage pursuing him through legal channels, but I'm unaware of any details. If the court requires my cooperation, I'll comply to the best of my ability."

Mae, shocked, grabbed my arm and forced me to face her. “Theodora, what are you saying? What do you mean by pursuing his responsibilities? He's your husband!”

Internally, I scoffed: Husband? He’s probably off having a grand old time with his sweetheart right now!

In my previous life, I had worked myself to the bone, day and night, to pay off the debts and revive the company.

Two years later, he returned, hand in hand with his heavily pregnant girlfriend.

He demanded a divorce and insisted I return the company to him.

To him, my two years of effort were worth just ten thousand dollars in compensation.

I refused and decided to sue him.

He hired someone to run me over, and as I lay dying, he kicked me twice, saying, "I offered you dignity, but you chose defiance."

A husband like that—I wished he would disappear forever!

As I snapped back to the present, recalling those two years of agony, tears streamed down my face.

“Mom, do you think I don't want to help pay Jayson's debts? But where would I find that kind of money?

“The company is in his name alone; the house and car were all things he bought before we married. I don’t own any assets. How could I possibly repay such a huge sum?”