He coldly instructed me to bring our daughter home and insisted he had already authorized the money for her emergency medical treatment. He was completely unaware that she had passed away three days earlier while I sat alone by her hospital bed.
During her final crisis, her cardiologist had prescribed an urgent medication to stabilize her heart, but Brendan had forced every minor medical expense to pass through his executive assistant Ximena. I had uploaded all the required documents to their financial portal, but Ximena rejected the expense because it exceeded our quarterly dependent allowance. The request remained under review for seven days until Chloe died, despite my seventeen desperate attempts to call Brendan.
I returned to the Fairchild family estate in Lake Forest and walked past Brendan’s sister Brenda, who complained about the disruption my daughter had brought into their home. I placed the urn inside the empty crib and realized my husband had controlled almost every dollar I could access for three years.
