Fake Divorce, Real Departure

Five years after we relocated to California, my wife, Natalie, brought her first love and his daughter straight into our home.

"Derek and his daughter just arrived, so they are going to stay with us for a while," she announced.

We had a massive fight over it.

On my birthday, Natalie tossed a set of divorce papers right in front of me and urged me coldly.

"Just sign it quickly. Derek needs his green card, so we are only getting a fake divorce."

I frowned, trying to ask for an explanation.

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