Revenge on My Ex-Husband After Three Years

In the third year of my marriage to Wilbur, my family's business collapsed overnight.

He threw the divorce papers in my face, his gaze cold and dismissive. "A useless spendthrift like you has no right to be my wife anymore."

His friends laughed heartily beside him, "Wilbur, you finally got rid of that burden."

Without a word, I signed the papers, left with nothing, and disappeared without a trace from their lives.

Everyone believed I loved him to the point of self-deprecation, that I couldn't live without him, and would certainly wait for him to change his mind.