Camilla Varela’s Point of View I never thought my life would turn out like this. I stood at the entrance of my own house, frozen and humiliated, as my husband Lucas and his mistress disappeared upstairs. Before they left, the woman had given me a disgusted look, her words still ringing in my ears. "Is she your wife, Lucas? Gosh! I didn’t know you had such bad taste in women." She stared me up and down with pure disgust. "Tsk. What a completely trash!" she sneered. And then, just like that, she walked away with my husband — as if I didn’t even exist. I stood there, my heart breaking all over again. How long was I supposed to endure this pain? How much more of this humiliation could I take? When Lucas and I first got married, no one was happy. His family hated me, and everyone around us judged our relationship. But we were in love — at least, I thought we were. In the beginning, we were happy, content with each other. But over time, Lucas changed. He became cold and dist
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