Three days after our wedding, my husband turned violent over a late meal—so I looked him in the eye and made it clear he’d just made the biggest mistake of his life

and how he had finally understood the extent of her financial grip over his life. He told me he had rented a small studio apartment on the outskirts of town just to escape her control.

“I was a coward, a complete coward,” Gregory choked, his eyes filling with tears. “I let her push me into hurting you in ways I can’t undo. Please, Lorelei, can’t we continue reading …