At Our Daughter’s Graduation, My Husband Left Me for My Best Friend — He Never Expected the Envelope in My Hand to End His Game

Several individuals were begging with me, requesting that I “settle this privately” and “not ruin his reputation.”

I did not give a response. I had that done for me by my attorney. To tell you the truth, he had completely damaged his own reputation.

There were a few of our friends who shared the same interests who had already separated themselves from him and Tessa. Even those who made an effort to maintain their neutrality were unable to conceal their dissatisfaction. There was a point in time when Martin showed up at Marissa’s residence and began to pound on the door.

I remained in the back as Marissa responded to the question. She sternly warned him, “You have no choice but to leave.” The statement “Lydia does not wish to see you”

It was his insistence that “I just want to talk.” The entire situation is a misunderstanding. An misunderstanding, perhaps?

Marissa arched her brow in surprise. “Not only did you cheat with someone she trusted, but you also humiliated her in public. How could one possibly be that wrong?

He left, but not before muttering something about how I was “making things worse.” He stated that he was leaving. The weeks went by. Because of the overwhelming evidence, the divorce process was completed in a short amount of time.

A major chunk of his retirement assets, the property, and complete ownership of my little business, which he had attempted to claim partial control over in the past, were all given to me by the court. Almost immediately after that, Tessa and Martin moved in together, but their relationship was already beginning to show signs of breaking down. I was told by people we both knew that they were frequently fighting, primarily about financial matters and his reputation in the public eye.

After several months, Ava did not come to see them. At long last, she did, and upon her return, she was seen shaking her head. “It’s almost as if she’s my mother,” she replied with a sour tone.

This is a repulsive thing. I was sitting on my balcony with a cup of tea and listening to the sound of rains falling on the roof on a wet evening around six months after I had graduated from an institution. Despite the fact that Ava had just left for college orientation, the home was completely silent.

A message rang on my phone, and it buzzed. It was Martin who sent it. The text said, “I have made a mistake.” “I yearn for you.Continue reading…