My Husband Demands I Leave With Nothing

Offensive Husband

I looked at him. This was ridiculous. The look on his face clearly said, 'I'm doing this for the greater good. You're being a child!'

Slowly, I stood up, and I met his eyes. "You're defying me for a mere secretary, Matthew?"

That question left a crack in his pathetic ego. "You're making a mountain out of nothing. And we're a family. Defiance shouldn't even exist between us. I made the company money, and all the shareholders recognize me.

"Ask them who's in charge, and they'll say it's me. You're telling me I can't even keep a secretary around?"

I did not break eye contact. Instead, a sneer curled my lips. "You make it sound like you're indispensable to the company."

"I know it's a hard-to-swallow pill, but it's the truth. You gave me your shares when you married me. You only hold 1%. My shares trump yours by a mile. I should've had the man of the family by now!"

Matthew was still relaxed. He pushed the warm food over to me. "I'm very grateful for everything you did for me, Wendy. You'll always be my wife, company or no company.

"You'll have everything a wife has, as long as you stay in line and don't cause a scene, get it? Now eat while it's still hot. Don't wreck your own body."

I snickered. "Pity I'm not going to stay in line."

His face fell, and he returned an icy glare to me. "Then, I'll have to make a move. Really sorry about that."

The storm came as promised the very next day.

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What happened at the hall yesterday was posted online after heavy editing and embellishment. It made the rounds and topped the trending search list.

The titles were all ragebait and clickbait.

'Shocking News! Wife of Prosper Co. Chairman Abuses Pregnant Woman at Work! Causes Near Miscarriage!'

The photo that went with the caption was one that showed Rochelle on the ground, crying like a victim. Then there was also me, covering my cheek as I glared at everyone icily.

Rochelle posted an ultrasound on her personal page. The caption read, 'I'm sorry, my child. I failed you. I nearly lost you. All I wanted to do was help her get back up, but humanity is… terrifying.'

She tagged me in her post. 'I know you can't have your own children, but you're rich and powerful. Get some help. We're just trying to live. What did we do to you?'

She even tagged the company's official account and some of the more famous news outlets. The court of public opinion had a field day.

The Internet, blinded by its ignorance, attacked the barren wife of the company's chairman. Yes, that was me.

That scandal hit the company's reputation hard, and the share prices dipped. Driven by huge pressure, the senior executives called an emergency shareholder meeting.

Matthew invited me personally. The shareholders were seated around the round meeting table, and they wore different looks on their faces.

Matthew was in the main seat, while Rochelle stood beside him. She was holding his hand lovingly with one hand while touching her baby bump with the other.

He turned his gaze to me, and he spoke. "I called this meeting to discuss the company's future. As you are all aware, the company's reputation has taken a hit due to the inappropriate actions of certain people. Our shares have taken a huge hit as well. Our bottom line is at stake here."