When I married my husband, my mother warned me to watch out. My husband is a very prominent man – athletic build, tall, with higher education and a decent income. Even his face well. It is not strange that my mother said so.
After all, she is a woman of experience and knows how things are in life. And she had a sad story, too. My father was also so handsome that all the ladies sobbed at the sight of him. He swore to my mother, swore that he would never hurt her and that she was the only woman in his life.
And my mom believed him, silly. Then one day she saw him on the street with another woman whom he was passionately kissing. She did not raise a scandal, but just watched him for a month. And all became clear – a handsome father is still a lover of the ladies. Mom divorced. She never wished me such a fate. But apparently there is something in this life that not everyone can explain. For example, why children repeat the mistakes of their parents.
My marriage to Vlad and I was already three years old-a fairly young marriage, in which there was still plenty of passion and love. But again – something my husband lacked, or maybe it was just his nature. When I found out that he was not the first time he cheated on me, I also did not scandalize.
I decided to develop a plan to pay him back. The first thing, of course, I filed for divorce, but in a way that he did not find out. When they came the letters that you have to go to court, I just took them out of the box and burn them. So I did it three times, and as you know according to the law – you have to fail to appear three times and you will be divorced. In short, I got a divorce, meanwhile, played in front of her husband kind of happy wife, who dreams of buying a bigger apartment. I could not take the apartment for myself, the credit, my salary does not allow, but my husband did. Meanwhile, he was already jubilant – well, here, take the money, buy a house, kick me out, and he will live with his lady.
The day came when my husband took the money from the bank for an apartment, brought it home. We left it in the hall, in a small dresser. There was a week left to go to the deal and buy the apartment. Of course, I had a plan for everything. Two days later I informed my husband that I was going to my parents’ house. I would be back just in time for the deal, I supposedly left. I myself stayed at a friend’s house. Satisfied hubby immediately invited his mistress into the house. I returned late at night, when they were already sound asleep, took the money and really went to his family. I came back in time for the deal. And there stands my sweetheart, almost crying, falling to his knees and asking forgiveness. He admits that he was cheating on me all the time and that his mistress had stolen the money. I, of course, tell him to get out of the house and that we are no longer family. He starts rudely telling me that since we are a family, we are going to pay the loan together. So I show him the divorce certificate. You should have seen his face. He just did not understand how this can be.
The bottom line is this – I bought a new apartment, a cozy, large one. I still live in the old one. My hubby and his mistress separated, she did not return the money, and she cursed him for saying such things. My ex-boyfriend started drinking heavily. But I don’t feel sorry for him. He deserved all this. Now let him know how to cheat and betray someone who is willing to do anything for you.
