My Husband’s Lover Came to Me for a Massage, Not Knowing I’m His Wife

are you doing this?” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Because you need to know what’s coming.” I stood up and leaned over her.

“When you can move again, feel free to let Henry know I’ll be calling my lawyer today.”

“You won’t win,” she muttered. “Henry won’t let you take everything.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, he’ll have no choice.

I’ve got proof now. And when the courts see what he’s been up to, he’ll be lucky if he walks away with his clothes.”

Emily finally managed to lift her head. Her arms were still weak, but she was starting to regain movement.

“Don’t worry,” I said with a smile. “You’ll be fine in a few minutes. But your relationship with Henry?

That’s done.”

She glared at me as she swung her legs off the table, struggling to stand. “You think you’ve won?” she raised an eyebrow. “He’ll come crawling back to me.”

“If you say so,” I laughed.

She grabbed her bag and stormed out, slamming the door behind her. I took a deep breath, letting the tension leave my body. But I wasn’t done yet.

That evening, I waited for Henry to come home. He walked through the door like nothing had happened, kissed me on the cheek, and sat down at the dinner table. “Henry,” I said, setting my phone on the table between us.

“We need to talk.”

His eyes flickered to the phone, and I could see the color drain from his face. “I know everything,” I said quietly. “The texts.

The calls. Your little plan to divorce me.”

He opened his mouth, but I held up a hand to stop him. “No excuses, Henry,” I said.

“You want a divorce? You’ll get one. But you’re leaving with nothing.

The house is mine. The kids stay with me. And if you try to fight me, I’ve got plenty of evidence to bury you in court.”

His face paled, and he slumped in his chair.

“Sophia…”

I leaned in, my voice steady. “You should’ve thought about this before you lied to me. Now?

You’re on your own.”

The next day, I filed for divorce. Soon, Henry moved out, and Emily realized he couldn’t give her the life she wanted. To be honest, leaving my husband wasn’t easy.

But after thinking about what he’d been doing behind my back, I knew I had no other option. I left Henry and promised to never look back again. Not even on days when I felt lonely.

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