After My Husband Faked Bankruptcy to Abandon Me

Jayson Hernandez is a cold-hearted man who doesn't deserve any more of my efforts. It's time for him to face the consequences of his actions.

After packing my bags and forwarding all the necessary documents to the lawyer, I left everything else in his capable hands. The creditors have collectively filed a lawsuit against Jayson Hernandez, and to prevent him from shifting assets, they’ve applied for a court order to freeze them. As his spouse, I am cooperating fully with the legal proceedings.

When the house where Mae and Hayes live was seized, Mae created quite a scene, confronting the entire enforcement team. She threw herself on the ground, kicking and screaming as she shouted, "It's robbery! It's murder!"

"Officials bullying us elderly folks—is this how the government treats people?" I stood next to the court officers with my arms crossed, watching with a detached expression.

The staff appeared perplexed and shot me a pleading look: "After we secure the property, they can still reside here; the ownership just can't change. We're merely delivering the preservation notice. It shouldn’t have escalated this far, right?"

I smirked and replied, "Well, if they insist on making a scene, there's not much I can do."

Committed to cooperating fully, I didn't want to complicate matters for everyone. I cupped my hands around my mouth and called out to Mae, "Mom! The court says you can continue living here. If you keep causing a fuss, the creditors will come after you!"

Mae stopped her wailing at the mention of the creditors, and calm was briefly restored. I crouched down to warn her, "This asset freeze is something the creditors requested to properly manage Jayson Hernandez's debts. If you don't cooperate legally, then..."

I pressed my lips together, "I won't be able to help you either, especially since you're still residing in this house. After Jayson has been missing for two years, I can file to have him declared legally missing, then apply for divorce, and his matters will be entirely separate from mine."

"You heartless snake!" She spat, but I ignored her retort and informed the court officers, "You can have her sign now."

Mae reluctantly accepted the document and scribbled her name. Turning to the court officers, I added, "Also, Jayson’s company might require an accountant for an audit as it moves towards bankruptcy proceedings."

Mae froze at the word "bankruptcy," and she clutched my clothes, pleading, "No bankruptcy! We can't let Jayson's company go under!"

"Theodora, think of something—ask your parents to sell their house to save the company!"

Her naive plea didn’t surprise me, but it was too much for those present. Several curious onlookers among the creditors began to whisper among themselves.