During my lunch break, my mom called and said that the heavy rain a few days ago had caused the pigsty at home to collapse. The damage was extensive, so she asked me to transfer 20 thousand dollars to her so she could hire someone to fix it.I responded with a simple "Okay" and hung up. Afterward, I opened my mobile banking app, ready to transfer the money, only to find that there were just 500 dollars left in my account.There had been at least 50 thousand dollars in there just a few days ago—how could it be down to only 500 now?I immediately thought of my wife, Stella Carpenter. That card was in her hands, so she must have spent the money. What had she done to blow through 50 thousand dollars in just a few days?I called her, barely able to contain my anger, and asked, "Stella, where did the money in the account go?"Stella hesitated and stammered, unable to give me a straight answer. My heart sank as a bad feeling crept over me."Did you transfer the money to your brother aga
The next day, I didn't wake up to the sound of the alarm for the first time in ages—I slept until my body naturally awakened.This was a luxury I hadn't experienced since getting married.On workdays, I had to get up early for work. On my days off, I was busy taking care of Dorothy. So, I never had any time to sleep in.Stella, on the other hand, was up early as usual. She prepared breakfast for Dorothy, ate with her, and then took her to the kindergarten. After that, she went grocery shopping. By the time the aroma of food drifted from the kitchen, I was just starting to wake up.When I stumbled out of the bedroom with a messy bedhead, I startled Stella."W-Why didn't you go to work?" she asked in surprise.I yawned and replied casually, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that I quit my job?"Stella looked at me doubtfully, still holding the spatula, as if trying to determine whether I was serious."You're joking again, aren't you?" she said, going back into the kitchen to continue
Stella never liked Dorothy. From the moment she found out Dorothy was a girl, her attitude toward our baby changed completely.When Dorothy was just two months old, Stella began pestering me daily about having a second child.I was already exhausted from working long hours and coming home to change diapers as well as feed Dorothy at night. The last thing I wanted was another baby.Stella secretly poked holes in the condoms. If I hadn't caught her in the act, she might have succeeded and gotten her wish. To put an end to her plans for a second child, I went to the hospital and got a vasectomy.When Dorothy was three years old, Silas' daughter was born. Even though his child was also a girl, Stella obviously favored Silas' child over our own.Every time we visited Silas, she would hold his daughter, Estelle Carpenter. Stella addressed her with affectionate names like "baby" and "little darling" while lavishing her with affection.Dorothy had asked me more than once, "Daddy, does Mom
They sat in a neat row on the couch, staring at me like I was on trial."Hey, Beck. You're really too stingy. It's just 50 thousand dollars. Consider it a loan from me, okay?" Silas said casually, picking his nose. "Sure," I replied, "this time it's 50 thousand dollars for the car, then there's the 200 thousand dollars for your wedding. If I remember correct, there's also the 300 thousand dollars for the house. That's already 550 thousand dollars."And don't forget the 800 dollars for the laptop you wanted—that came from your sister too."Then there was the 1,800 dollars for those shoes you sent her a link for and had her buy."Also, there's that 5,888 dollars for Estelle's tutoring and piano lessons. You signed up for 20 lessons that cost 300 dollars one shot and got a bit of a discount."And there's more—""Enough!" Paige cut me off. "How can you be so petty? I can't believe you remember all these. If you're so good at keeping accounts, why don't you go be an accountant?"Ev
As soon as I said those words, the living room fell silent for three seconds before erupting into chaos.Paige was the first to break down. She shot up from the couch, pointing her finger at my face and shouting, "Why you… Do you even have a conscience? Stella bore you a child and takes care of your house. Now, you want to divorce her just because she took some of your money?"You'll be struck by lightning for this. Mark my words!"Next came Stella herself. Her reddened, swollen eyes started tearing up again. "How can you do this to me, Beck? I…" She couldn't finish her sentence before covering her face, sobbing loudly.Silas lost his temper. He stormed up to me and shoved me hard. "All this over 50 thousand dollars? How can you divorce my sister just because of this? Tell us the truth—do you have another woman on the side?"I stumbled backward and nearly fell. But since I was holding Dorothy in my arms, I didn't retaliate. I simply smirked at their theatrics.Taking a deep bre
Originally, I planned to tell my parents after I got divorced. After all, divorce was a shameful thing to the older generation.But now that Stella was trying to drag me down with her through these underhanded tactics, I had no choice but to ask my parents for help.So, during lunch, I finally spoke up after hesitating for a long time. "Dad, Mom… I've decided to divorce Stella."As soon as I said it, my parents stopped eating and looked up at me in unison.My dad sighed, and my mom set down her cutlery.I thought, "Here it comes… I'm in for an earful again."I expected the usual talk about how all couples fight and how I should let things go and be more tolerant.But just as I braced myself for their words, my mom surprised me by saying, "From the moment you came back with Dorothy, we knew something had happened between you and Stella."To be honest, I never really liked Stella. After you two got married, she never visited us again. She wouldn't even let Dorothy come here. I me
After pretending to look for a job for a few days, I began bringing money home. Every evening, I'd mysteriously pull out wads of cash from my pocket.Sometimes, I'd have three or five thousand; other times, it was eight or nine thousand.Stella's face lit up with joy every time she took the money. She'd ask where it came from, and I'd grin sheepishly and say, "My investments paid off."I explained, "I couldn't find a job, so I reached out to some old friends to see if they had any leads. Petey mentioned a quick way to make money and asked if I wanted in. As soon as I heard it was quick money, I jumped at the chance and partnered with him."Stella nodded eagerly, beaming widely as she carried the money off to the bedroom.That night, I overheard her on the phone in the bathroom with her mom. "Yeah, we made up," she said. "He found a new job. He's earning even more than before—like he brought back 10 thousand dollars a day!"After a slight pause, I heard her say, "Don't worry, he
I transferred 10 thousand dollars to my mom and signed her and Dorothy up for a short trip. I thought getting out and having some fun would help Dorothy distract herself from everything.As for Stella, I was done waiting for her call. It was time to take action.I contacted a friend who was a lawyer and asked him to call Stella. The message was simple—I had accumulated too much debt and couldn't pay it back, so the house was going to be foreclosed. She had to come home and pack her things because the house was about to go to an auction.The plan worked perfectly. The next day, Stella called me, asking me to come home to talk and help her pack.I made myself look as disheveled as possible. I went all out to make my hair messy and exaggerated the dark circles under my eyes when I showed up at the house. Before I even stepped inside, I heard Paige yelling. "That good-for-nothing! He's lost the house too! Stella, listen to me. Divorce him! What's the point of staying with a man like
Over the phone, Stella sobbed pitifully, saying she was broke. On top of that, she had a debt of 200 thousand dollars weighing her down as well. To make matters worse, after so many years as a housewife, she couldn't adapt to the demands of the job market anymore. She sent out hundreds of résumés, but the only responses she received were for sales jobs or factory positions.Stella wasn't suited for sales because she lacked speaking skills. Due to her poor stamina, she couldn't handle factory work that required 12 hours per shift.Paige soon became frustrated by her inability to find a job. Using the excuse that her presence at home was bringing bad luck to Silas, Paige kicked her out.She sobbed over the phone, "I'm sorry for everything, Beck. Please help me. I'm begging you."I replied with a sigh, "We were married for years, after all. For old times' sake, of course I'd help you if I had the money. But you know my situation—I'm barely getting by myself. I can barely keep myself
After the house was sealed off, and Stella packed her things and went back to her parents' house, I had no choice but to move out as well. I rented a small apartment near my workplace.Dorothy returned from her short trip with my mom, and her mood had visibly improved. I brought both of them to stay with me. Since I was busy with work, my mom took over the task of caring for Dorothy's daily needs.In the evenings, she accompanied my mom to the park, where she made plenty of new friends and became much more outgoing.Stella messaged me every day about the divorce. My reply was always the same, "I'll agree to the divorce, but the debts must be split evenly."Of course, Stella refused. With over 800 thousand dollars in debt, it would take her years, or probably decades to pay it off with her previous salary.But dragging things out forever wasn't a solution either. After some deliberation, her family decided to meet with me and discuss things properly. They wanted to avoid making the
I transferred 10 thousand dollars to my mom and signed her and Dorothy up for a short trip. I thought getting out and having some fun would help Dorothy distract herself from everything.As for Stella, I was done waiting for her call. It was time to take action.I contacted a friend who was a lawyer and asked him to call Stella. The message was simple—I had accumulated too much debt and couldn't pay it back, so the house was going to be foreclosed. She had to come home and pack her things because the house was about to go to an auction.The plan worked perfectly. The next day, Stella called me, asking me to come home to talk and help her pack.I made myself look as disheveled as possible. I went all out to make my hair messy and exaggerated the dark circles under my eyes when I showed up at the house. Before I even stepped inside, I heard Paige yelling. "That good-for-nothing! He's lost the house too! Stella, listen to me. Divorce him! What's the point of staying with a man like
After pretending to look for a job for a few days, I began bringing money home. Every evening, I'd mysteriously pull out wads of cash from my pocket.Sometimes, I'd have three or five thousand; other times, it was eight or nine thousand.Stella's face lit up with joy every time she took the money. She'd ask where it came from, and I'd grin sheepishly and say, "My investments paid off."I explained, "I couldn't find a job, so I reached out to some old friends to see if they had any leads. Petey mentioned a quick way to make money and asked if I wanted in. As soon as I heard it was quick money, I jumped at the chance and partnered with him."Stella nodded eagerly, beaming widely as she carried the money off to the bedroom.That night, I overheard her on the phone in the bathroom with her mom. "Yeah, we made up," she said. "He found a new job. He's earning even more than before—like he brought back 10 thousand dollars a day!"After a slight pause, I heard her say, "Don't worry, he
Originally, I planned to tell my parents after I got divorced. After all, divorce was a shameful thing to the older generation.But now that Stella was trying to drag me down with her through these underhanded tactics, I had no choice but to ask my parents for help.So, during lunch, I finally spoke up after hesitating for a long time. "Dad, Mom… I've decided to divorce Stella."As soon as I said it, my parents stopped eating and looked up at me in unison.My dad sighed, and my mom set down her cutlery.I thought, "Here it comes… I'm in for an earful again."I expected the usual talk about how all couples fight and how I should let things go and be more tolerant.But just as I braced myself for their words, my mom surprised me by saying, "From the moment you came back with Dorothy, we knew something had happened between you and Stella."To be honest, I never really liked Stella. After you two got married, she never visited us again. She wouldn't even let Dorothy come here. I me
As soon as I said those words, the living room fell silent for three seconds before erupting into chaos.Paige was the first to break down. She shot up from the couch, pointing her finger at my face and shouting, "Why you… Do you even have a conscience? Stella bore you a child and takes care of your house. Now, you want to divorce her just because she took some of your money?"You'll be struck by lightning for this. Mark my words!"Next came Stella herself. Her reddened, swollen eyes started tearing up again. "How can you do this to me, Beck? I…" She couldn't finish her sentence before covering her face, sobbing loudly.Silas lost his temper. He stormed up to me and shoved me hard. "All this over 50 thousand dollars? How can you divorce my sister just because of this? Tell us the truth—do you have another woman on the side?"I stumbled backward and nearly fell. But since I was holding Dorothy in my arms, I didn't retaliate. I simply smirked at their theatrics.Taking a deep bre
They sat in a neat row on the couch, staring at me like I was on trial."Hey, Beck. You're really too stingy. It's just 50 thousand dollars. Consider it a loan from me, okay?" Silas said casually, picking his nose. "Sure," I replied, "this time it's 50 thousand dollars for the car, then there's the 200 thousand dollars for your wedding. If I remember correct, there's also the 300 thousand dollars for the house. That's already 550 thousand dollars."And don't forget the 800 dollars for the laptop you wanted—that came from your sister too."Then there was the 1,800 dollars for those shoes you sent her a link for and had her buy."Also, there's that 5,888 dollars for Estelle's tutoring and piano lessons. You signed up for 20 lessons that cost 300 dollars one shot and got a bit of a discount."And there's more—""Enough!" Paige cut me off. "How can you be so petty? I can't believe you remember all these. If you're so good at keeping accounts, why don't you go be an accountant?"Ev
Stella never liked Dorothy. From the moment she found out Dorothy was a girl, her attitude toward our baby changed completely.When Dorothy was just two months old, Stella began pestering me daily about having a second child.I was already exhausted from working long hours and coming home to change diapers as well as feed Dorothy at night. The last thing I wanted was another baby.Stella secretly poked holes in the condoms. If I hadn't caught her in the act, she might have succeeded and gotten her wish. To put an end to her plans for a second child, I went to the hospital and got a vasectomy.When Dorothy was three years old, Silas' daughter was born. Even though his child was also a girl, Stella obviously favored Silas' child over our own.Every time we visited Silas, she would hold his daughter, Estelle Carpenter. Stella addressed her with affectionate names like "baby" and "little darling" while lavishing her with affection.Dorothy had asked me more than once, "Daddy, does Mom
The next day, I didn't wake up to the sound of the alarm for the first time in ages—I slept until my body naturally awakened.This was a luxury I hadn't experienced since getting married.On workdays, I had to get up early for work. On my days off, I was busy taking care of Dorothy. So, I never had any time to sleep in.Stella, on the other hand, was up early as usual. She prepared breakfast for Dorothy, ate with her, and then took her to the kindergarten. After that, she went grocery shopping. By the time the aroma of food drifted from the kitchen, I was just starting to wake up.When I stumbled out of the bedroom with a messy bedhead, I startled Stella."W-Why didn't you go to work?" she asked in surprise.I yawned and replied casually, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that I quit my job?"Stella looked at me doubtfully, still holding the spatula, as if trying to determine whether I was serious."You're joking again, aren't you?" she said, going back into the kitchen to continue