My Husband Signed The Divorce, Married His Mistress—So I Fired His Sister Without A Word скачать в хорошем качестве

My Husband Signed The Divorce, Married His Mistress—So I Fired His Sister Without A Word

I sat in my car outside the courthouse watching my husband of seven years walk out with his mistress on his arm. They were laughing—actually laughing—like they'd just won something instead of destroyed everything. The ink on our divorce papers was barely dry, maybe fifteen minutes old, and there they were crossing the street toward the marriage license bureau like I'd been nothing but a practice run before his real life could begin. Celeste wore red. Bright scarlet, the kind of red that demanded attention, that said "look at me, I won." Bold choice for a woman who'd been sleeping with my husband for the past six months while serving duck confit to his dinner guests. She had no shame. And apparently, neither did he. "Before we dive back in, let us know in the comments where you're watching from! And if this story resonates with you, don’t forget to subscribe—because tomorrow’s story is something truly special I can’t wait to share." Daniel looked happy. Genuinely, radiantly happy in a way he hadn't looked at me in years. Maybe ever. His arm around her waist, his head tilted toward hers like she was saying something fascinating, his smile wide and unguarded. The smile I used to think was reserved for me, back when I was young enough and naive enough to believe that love meant something.