No surprise there.
In the days that followed, Joe moved straight into Audrey's place.
I knew what it was. A show of force, meant to put me in my place.
Those few days, Audrey's feed never stopped, one post after another of her breezing through luxury boutiques, buying and buying.
【Guess who got ten designer bags from her man? Oh, that's right. Me.】
【A man who loves you doesn't hand you empty promises. He hands you a penthouse.】
【Baby wanted it, so baby got it.】
I looked at the property deed, the bags, the stacks of cash piled up in her photos.
Screenshot. Saved. My face didn't move.
If there was no love left, at least I wasn't going to let myself lose the money too.
Once the divorce agreement was drawn up, I called my father. "I'm getting a divorce."
He didn't ask a single question. He only said:
"You decide, I'll handle it."
With everything confirmed, I checked the time.
One day left before Joe's deadline ran out.
Right then, another taunting message from Audrey came through.
【Wherever a man's money goes, that's where the love is.】
I screenshotted it and saved it, same as always.
Inside, I gave a cold laugh. Enjoy your last days together.
The next day, I took the divorce agreement to Joe's company.
I'd barely stepped into the lobby when I froze.
Every wall was papered with photos of me.
Written across them: Homewrecker. Slut. The woman who broke up a family.
There was even a photo of Bobby crying in my office.
Caption: Bullying a child. No shame, no conscience.
From the angle, Joe had taken it himself.
I gave a bitter smile.
So he'd already been setting me up, even back then.
He'd thought of everything for her.
The staff pointed at me, faces full of contempt.
"What a vile woman."
"Not only did she steal a man, she went after Audrey's kid too."
"Someone has to report her. A person like that isn't fit to teach students."
Plenty of these people had been at my wedding to Joe.
For them to twist it this completely, it was obvious whose orders they were following.
I didn't lash out. I just fixed each of their faces in my memory.
Splat—
A cup of hot coffee, dumped over my head without warning.
Then Audrey's shrill sobbing broke out:
"You slut! You seduced my husband, and you still had the nerve to bully my son!"
"I'll kill you!"
She rushed at me and slapped me hard across the face.
The burning sting spread across my cheek in an instant.
I moved to hit back on reflex, but Joe clamped my wrists down and held them there.
I lifted my head and looked at him, my eyes ice-cold. "You don't have anything to clear up?"
For an instant Joe's eyes wavered.
Then it was gone, replaced by cold indifference. "I gave you seven days. You're the one who didn't value them."
"You bullied someone first. Letting Audrey blow off a little steam is better for everyone."
"As for us, you don't need to care what other people think."
My heart went cold as ice.
There was a time when the moment I suffered the slightest wrong, he was always the first to step in front of me.
Now he was the one pushing me into the abyss with his own hands.
Seeing Joe take her side, Audrey turned even bolder.
She swung her fist at me.
In the chaos came a crisp "crack."
The jade bracelet on my wrist hit the floor and shattered into pieces.
"Stop!"
Joe's face went white in an instant.
All three of them froze at once.
That bracelet was the first gift Joe ever gave me.
I'd treasured it for over a decade.
Someone had once offered ten times its worth to buy it off me, and I'd never once thought of selling.
Once, when someone bumped into me and jostled it, I beat them half to death.
