My Wife Walked Out on Me and Our Four-Year-Old Son After We Moved to a Small Town – Two Years Later, I Saw Her Again at a Grocery Store

It’s been a while.”

“Yeah,” I said, offering a cautious smile. “Small town.”

She bit her lip, looking uncomfortable. “Yeah, I live here now.

I… I probably shouldn’t say anything, but… Lucy told me she ran into you.”

I didn’t respond.

I just waited.

“She just broke up with another guy,” Catherine said quietly. “She’s been couch-hopping and bouncing between relationships. She doesn’t have a job.

And she also lost her apartment.”

“She’s been homeless?”

“It seems so,” Catherine replied.

“I offered my couch to her, but she declined. She’s always been so proud. But now she’s also angry.

And desperate. She’s said some stuff about wanting to shake things up. You should be careful.

She might try to insert herself back into your life or William’s. I just thought you should know.”

I thanked her.

But that night, after Will went to bed, I called my lawyer.

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