My Wife Gave All My Gifts to Her Poor Student. So I Gave Her a Final Gift

Five years into my marriage with Clara, my company went public. And I bought her a million-dollar sports car for her birthday.

But she just tossed the car keys onto the table, eyes narrowed in accusation.

"A million dollars? How could you be so reckless?"

She linked her arm through Leo's, the financially struggling university student she sponsored.

"Leo survives on less than five hundred a month. Imagine the good that money could have done for him."

I frowned. "I earned every cent. You're my wife. I wanted to give you something spectacular."