After years of living in a marriage where Mike’s obsession with wealth and appearances dominated, I made a choice that shocked everyone: I agreed to give him everything in the divorce. He walked away smug, believing he had won, while I kept a calm smile on my face, knowing my true plan was only just beginning.
Leaving the lawyer’s office, I made sure my expression looked defeated, my shoulders slumped just enough to sell the part. The rain poured relentlessly, a perfect mirror of the somber mood I wanted to project. But as I caught my reflection in a nearby window, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing what was coming next.
For years, Mike had been consumed by showing off his wealth. To him, life was about flaunting the newest luxury cars, a massive house that was a spectacle, and wearing clothes designed to impress everyone but us.
I’d played the role of his supportive wife for as long as I could, but as time went on, the cracks in our marriage became harder to ignore. The constant arguments and his increasingly unbearable ego pushed me to the brink. I knew it was time.
When Mike demanded the house, the car, and our savings in the divorce, I didn’t hesitate to agree. My lawyer was surprised by my compliance, but I gave her a knowing smile. Mike could have the material trophies—my real plans were already in motion.
The morning after the papers were signed, Mike’s call came in, his voice a mix of confusion and anger. “What did you do?” he snapped.
I couldn’t help but grin as I calmly responded, “Oh, Mike, enjoying the perks of ‘winning’?”
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