I’m the breadwinner in our family, working hard while my husband Adrian stays home.
I was fine with it until I found out he has his mistress Vanessa over whenever I’m gone! I learned about his pizza orders for her. So, I decided to teach him a lesson in a genius way.
I disguised myself as a pizza delivery person, helmet, and everything. When he answered the door, he didn’t recognize me.
His mistress, also my close friend, came up behind him, and I froze… I know her! Taking off my helmet, I told him to open the box. He turned ghostly pale, and his face grew even whiter as he opened it! Inside. I had placed divorce papers inside.
“DIVORCE PAPERS? Is this some kind of joke?” Adrian gasped.
“You might want to look down at the signature, Adrian!”
I removed the helmet and revealed myself, stunning both Adrian and Vanessa.
“SURPRISE!” I smiled and marched inside. “Adrian, I long suspected that you were seeing someone…but my love for you blinded me. Oh, how did I miss noticing that you were my husband’s…sorry, soon-to-be-ex-husband’s mistress?!” I looked at Vanessa, who stood near the door in nothing but a bedsheet.
“Claire, you’re crazy. So what if I was cheating on you? No one’s gonna believe you! You have no proof!” Adrian argued.
I revealed a hidden camera under her dress. “Everything’s recorded. I bet this tiny thing is enough to expose your betrayal.”
As Adrian pleaded for another chance, I grew angrier.
“That’s enough! You’ve been betraying me forever,” I declared, rejecting his pleas.
Vanessa also begged for forgiveness, claiming she was seduced by Adrian. I was just done with both of them. I decided to end both my marriage and friendship.
“Both of you liars and two-faced traitors deserve each other! Trust, once broken, is forever broken! You’ve got one hour to pack and get the hell out of my house…and my life! Good luck!”
I hurled my wedding ring on the floor and stormed out of the house, glaring at Adrian. My heart ached to think that my child would never have a father, but not having a father was better than a deadbeat dad.
Months after the divorce, I found myself on a Hawaiian beach, basking in the pink and gold sunset, embracing my newfound freedom and peace. Adrian eventually learned I was pregnant. But he never approached me asking to be a part of the baby’s life. Why would he? He was just a greedy man and a cheater!
