The red flags had, in reality, been present in my marriage for years. Take the fact I was only allowed to work around school hours and not in the holidays, despite my thriving career as a clinical psychologist.
Why would I want to do such a thing anyway, my then husband asked me, when he provided so well for us through his various business interests?
I was such a good mother to the children anyway, he said, so wasn’t it for the best that I did that while he managed the family finances?
And while it was true that we lived well – our
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