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Husband Emptied Our Joint Account for His Girlfriend—But Forgot Who Really Owned His Startup

The notification lit up my phone at 3:17 AM. In the darkness of our bedroom—our half-empty bedroom since Daniel had been "working late" for the third week straight—the blue glow illuminated the ceiling as I fumbled to silence it. "Balance Alert: Account ending in 4872 below minimum threshold." I blinked, confused. That was impossible. Our joint savings account had contained just over $287,000 yesterday afternoon—the careful accumulation of eight years of marriage, countless overtime shifts at the hospital where I worked as a surgical nurse, and the discipline to save rather than spend. It was our safety net, our future home down payment, our "someday" fund. With suddenly trembling fingers, I opened the banking app. The balance stared back at me: $412.78. Two hundred and eighty-seven thousand dollars. Gone. For a moment, I couldn't breathe. The room seemed to spin around me as I sat up, clutching the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white. There had to be a mistake. A banking error. A glitch in the system. I scrolled through the recent transactions, and that's when I saw it. A single withdrawal, timestamped 11:42 PM: "Transfer to account ending 9336." The account number wasn't familiar. But the authorization signature was: "Daniel Mercer."