I retained the apartment.
My SUV stayed mine.
The joint accounts were closed.
He reimbursed a significant portion of the affair-related expenses.
I thought that was the end of the destruction.
It wasn’t.
Three weeks later, Grant called me at work.
He sounded frightened.
“Did you contact Sterling Development?”
“No.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Grant, I haven’t spoken to anyone at your company.”
“They’re auditing my travel expenses.”
I sat straighter.
“What does that have to do with me?”
“They have receipts.”
“What receipts?”
“The hotels.”
I remembered Scottsdale.
Miami.
Napa.
“What about them?”
Silence.
Then:
“I submitted some of those trips for reimbursement.”
I stared at the wall.
“You submitted vacations with Vanessa as business travel?”
“It wasn’t exactly like that.”
“Did your company reimburse you?”
Another silence.
“Yes.”
My stomach turned.
He had used our card to pay for personal trips.
Then submitted some of those same charges to his employer as business expenses.
Grant lowered his voice.
“Someone anonymously sent compliance copies of receipts.”
“So your problem isn’t me.”
“I need to know if Rebecca sent them.”
“She didn’t.”
“How do you know?”
“Because if my attorney intended to report you for company expense violations, she would have discussed it with me.”
Grant cursed.
