I leaned forward, resting my forearms on the polished table.

“You take the two hundred thousand, and you sign a post-nuptial separation agreement,” I said.

“And what else?” he asked.

“You sign a full, sworn disclosure of all your personal debts and liabilities,” I said.

Marcus slid a three-page document across the table toward Ethan.

“It is a standard financial affidavit under oath,” Marcus explained, pointing to the lines with his pen. “It lists every creditor, every loan, and every joint liability you hold, including those with your brother.”

Ethan reached for the paper, his eyes scanning the paragraphs quickly.

“Why do you need this?” Ethan asked, looking up at me.

“Because I am not letting Ryan’s creditors come after my remaining assets,” I said. “I need legal proof of what is yours and what is mine.”

“If I sign this, you hand over the check?” Ethan asked.

“The moment the notary stamps the document,” I said.

Ethan stared at the paper, his fingers twitching against his knee.

I could see the gears turning in his head as he calculated the numbers.