Grandma doesnot know me then keep your hands off my villa

Chapter 8 Garrett fell apart fast. First, the job. They let him go with some polite corporate bullshit about "pursuing other opportunities." Translation: don't come back. Then his girlfriend-the one he'd been keeping on the side for two years-ghosted him the second she found out he was broke. Blocked his number, grabbed the last designer bag he'd bought her, and disappeared. The hospital kept calling about Patricia's bills. No one was paying. No one was coming. His brother? The one who used to hit him up for money every other week? Suddenly unreachable. Wouldn't even visit their mom.

In less than a week, Garrett went from successful finance guy with a nice car and a side piece to unemployed, dumped, broke, and about to be drowning in debt. He finally got it. Without me, he was nothing. That's when the calls started. Texts. Voicemails. Emails. I ignored all of it. So he did the only thing he had left: he showed up. " as picking up my daughter from preschool when I saw him standing outside the gate. He looked like he'd been eping in his car-unshaven, hollow-eyed, that expensive coat he used to show off now wrinkled and dirty. He looked like hell.

My daughter spotted him first and tugged on my hand. "Mommy, who's that man? Why is he staring at us?" My chest tightened. She didn't recognize her own father. Garrett saw us and started walking over, this desperate, pleading smile on his face. "Jane-baby, please, I just wanna talk-" He reached for our daughter. I stepped in front of her. She peeked out from behind me, looked at him like he was a stranger, and said in that small, careful voice kids use when they're scared: 12:38 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Heep Your Hands Off My Villa! 5.3% "Mommy, I don't know him." I don't know him.

I watched those words hit him like a punch to the gut. His face crumpled. His eyes went dead. And then he dropped. Right there in front of everyone-parents, kids, teachers-he fell to his knees and started sobbing like a child. "Jane, please-I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, just give me another chance, please-it was my mom, okay? She made me do it! She's the one who pushed me, she's crazy, she-" He was slapping himself in the face. Hard. Crack. Crack. Crack. People were staring. I didn't move. Just pulled out my phone opened the camera, and started recording. Every word. Every slap.

Every second of him throwing his own mother under the bus to save himself. When I had enough, I stopped the video and sent it to Patricia with a caption: "Your son says hi." Then I looked down at Garrett, still on his knees, still crying. "You want another chance?" He nodded so hard I thought his neck would snap. "Yeah-yes, anything, I'll do anything-" "Good." I pulled the divorce papers out of my bag and dropped them on the ground in front of him along with a pen. "Sign it." He froze. I crouched down close enough that only he could hear me.

"Sign it, and I'll drop the report I filed about you embezzling company funds for your girlfriend. Don't sign it, and you're not just broke-you're going to prison." His eyes went wide. "You-you reported me?" I hadn't. Not yet. But I had the evidence-emails, transfers, enough to bury him. And he knew it. 12:38 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa! 5.5% I watched the fear take over, watched him realize he had no way out. His hand shook as he picked up the pen. People were still watching, whispering, but he didn't care anymore. He signed. Slow and shaky, but he signed.

When he finished, he just sat there on the pavement staring at nothing. I folded the papers into my bag and reached for my daughter's hand. We walked away. She looked up at me as we got to the car. "Mommy, are we leaving him there?" I buckled her in and smoothed her hair back. "Yeah, baby. He's not our problem anymore." She thought about that for a second, then nodded. "Okay." I got in the driver's seat, started the car, and didn't look back (1) (0) 12:38 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa!

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