At 78, He Took Everything But One Hidden Document Turned His Perfect Divorce Into a Legal Nightmare

Restaurants.

Hotels.

Gifts.

Dozens of entries.

Each page carried a woman’s name.

My hands started shaking.

Vanessa.

Lila.

Others I had never heard of.

The notebook wasn’t a planner.

It was a record.

And my husband had been keeping score.

PART 11: THE WOMAN FROM DENVER

The next morning, I called Mark.

Twenty minutes later, he was sitting at my kitchen table.

The notebook continue reading …