“My child, I know he cheats again, a foolish man who cannot control his body.”
“This time, do you still, like before, leave him a chance?”
I looked at the wedding picture on the wall and gave a firm answer.
“No, Since he doesn't cherish the opportunities I give him, his assets will be wiped out the day the divorce takes effect! I want him to lose everything, worse than death! ”
Ezra, you think you do not owe me anymore, but I want you to pay me back what you owe me.
From that day, Ezra didn’t come back home, not even hiding his cheating.
He treated cheating like something normal, like I was an air.
I looked at that account posting often, but didn’t feel the same sadness and pain as before.
“I said I wanted to see the world, he brought me to an auction, people thought I was Mrs. Howard.”
“I came to Paris with him, the Eiffel Tower saw our love.”
“I said I wanted a house, he gave me that villa in Fairview Heights!”
…
In only one week, their loving posts went over twenty.
I saved everyone, printed them on paper, and gave them to Attorney Harper.
“I don’t only want to take back the money he gave Heidi, I also want them to pay for the hurt they caused me.”