I rushed to his study and unlocked the drawer.
Inside, I found a thick folder containing bank statements, property documents, and a letter addressed to me.
I opened the letter with trembling hands.
“My dear wife,
If you are reading this, it means you have finally discovered what happened to my fortune.
I know you may be angry with me. Perhaps you believe I betrayed you.
But before you judge me, I want you to understand one thing.
When I married
you, I knew that many people would assume you were interested in my money. I also knew that you were young and had never experienced the kind of loneliness that comes with growing old.
I could have left you everything. I had enough money to ensure that you would never have to work another day in your life.
But I asked myself a question.
Would that truly make you happy?
