MY EX-HUSBAND GOT OUR HOUSE, CAR, AND ALL OUR MONEY AFTER THE DIVORCE – I LAUGHED BECAUSE THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I PLANNED
My marriage with Mike was done way before we signed any papers. He’d been more into his flashy image than into us for ages. Big cars, big house—if it screamed “Look at me,” he wanted it. So when he finally told me he wanted a divorce, I wasn’t shocked. What got me, though, was how quick he was to grab everything. “I want the house, the car, the savings,” he said, all smug. He even tossed me the crumbs—my personal stuff, as if that was some generous offer.
I just smiled and nodded. I let him take it all because I knew what was coming. My lawyer looked at me like I was crazy, but I told her to let him have it. We signed those papers, and I moved out that afternoon, eager to start my new life, but not before making one final call. Everything was set.
The next morning, my phone rang, and it was Mike, absolutely livid.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” he screamed.
“Oh, Mike,” I said, trying not to laugh, “What’s wrong now?”
“You know exactly what’s wrong!” he yelled. “I’m in my living room, and I see YOUR
After years of a toxic marriage consumed by Mike’s obsession with material wealth, Nicole stunned him by agreeing to give him everything in their divorce. But as Mike celebrated his apparent victory, Nicole’s sly laughter revealed she had a final trick up her sleeve. Mike was about to face a twist he never saw coming.
I stepped out of the lawyer’s office, my expression blank, shoulders drooped, looking like the stereotypical defeated ex-wife. The sky was overcast, the rain pelting down—a perfect match for the façade of misery I wore.But inside, I was buzzing with anticipation. I gripped the cold handle of the door and headed to the elevator, glad there was no one around to witness what came next.
As soon as the elevator doors slid shut, I couldn’t help it—a giggle slipped out, bubbling up from deep within like champagne finally uncorked. Before I knew it, I was laughing uncontrollably, the sound echoing in the small space like a madwoman.
