Chapter 13
Chapter 13
I saw Julian again in court, and he was a mess: hair like a bird’s nest, bags under his eyes, cheekbones sticking out. The polished, put–together Julian I once knew was gone.
Years of planning, gone up in smoke.
He definitely hadn’t been sleeping well.
Before we went in, Julian grabbed my hand like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.
“Honey, I know you’re still mad, and you can sue me for whatever you want, but we have a baby on the way. Do you really want our child to grow up without a father?”
I’d put on makeup to accentuate my pale, fragile appearance.
“The baby… the baby’s gone.”
“What? Why? How?”
“The doctor said it was a miscarriage. Because of the birth control pills I’ve been taking. They caused it.”
“Julian, you’re the only one who ever gave me vitamins. You did this to me.”
“No, honey… I…”
He was speechless.
Because proving marriage fraud is difficult, my lawyer advised me to pursue charges of battery and unlawful entry instead. We had compelling evidence.
For the battery charge, we had the medical report and a damning video. The video showed Julian, shortly after learning about my pregnancy, visiting a dubious clinic.
He was demanding to know why I was still pregnant despite taking the birth control pills he’d purchased there. The clinic owner, naturally, reminded him that no contraceptive is foolproof. The footage was provided by the clinic owner himself.
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After I’d informed Julian of my pregnancy, my mother hired a private investigator. Once the source of the pills was discovered, she paid the clinic owner a visit.
Disreputable clinics like that are commonplace.
My mother assured the owner that she wouldn’t report his questionable practices in exchange for the security footage of Julian purchasing the birth control pills. Because the footage was obtained legally, it was admissible as evidence in court.
Regarding the unlawful entry charge, his own mother had demanded we leave the house.
He seemed to have forgotten that although we shared the house as a married couple, my parents had purchased it before the wedding and placed it solely in my name. It was my separate property, not marital property.
Facing multiple charges, Julian was ultimately sentenced to eight years in prison.
Chapter 14
Chapter 14
I saw Julian again in court, and he was a mess: hair like a bird’s nest, bags under his eyes, cheekbones sticking out. The polished, put–together Julian I once knew was gone.
Years of planning, gone up in smoke.
He definitely hadn’t been sleeping well.
Before we went in, Julian grabbed my hand like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.
“Honey, I know you’re still mad, and you can sue me for whatever you want, but we have a baby on the way. Do you really want our child to grow up without a father?”
I’d put on makeup to accentuate my pale, fragile appearance.
“The baby… the baby’s gone.”
“What? Why? How?”
“The doctor said it was a miscarriage. Because of the birth control pills I’ve been taking. They caused it.”
“Julian, you’re the only one who ever gave me vitamins. You did this to me.”
“No, honey… I…”
He was speechless.
Because proving marriage fraud is difficult, my lawyer advised me to pursue charges of
battery and unlawful entry instead. We had compelling evidence.
For the battery charge, we had the medical report and a damning video. The video showed
Julian, shortly after learning about my pregnancy, visiting a dubious clinic.
He was demanding to know why I was still pregnant despite taking the birth control pills he’d purchased there. The clinic owner, naturally, reminded him that no contraceptive is foolproof. The footage was provided by the clinic owner himself.
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