My Husband Demanded Divorce After Mom Won the LotteryChapter 1

After my mom won the lottery, she decided to head to the provincial capital overnight to avoid any complications, planning to claim the prize first thing in the morning.

I thought it would be nice to bring my husband along to share in the good fortune—and maybe surprise him with the Porsche he'd always wanted.

I called him over a dozen times while he was supposedly working late.

When he finally picked up, he sounded distracted, laughing and chatting with some female coworker in the background.

It wasn't until I said, "Your mom won the lottery!" that he actually paid attention.

His voice shifted instantly—barely concealed excitement and glee.

"How much?"

I smiled to myself, deciding to lowball it for now as a little surprise. "Fifty million. She wants you to take her to the provincial capital to collect it. Hurry home, and we can all go togeth—"

He cut me off sharply. "Your mom? That's my mom!"

"Let me make one thing clear, Zelda Swanson—don't even think about touching a cent of my money. When I get back, we're getting divorced."

My grip tightened around the phone. My heart shattered in two.