After Winning the Lottery, My Husband Wants to Marry His Lover — Novel

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When Samantha’s husband, Dan, wins the lottery, she expects a life of luxury—but what she gets is betrayal. With dreams of marrying his long-time crush, Rachel, Dan demands a divorce, leaving Samantha to confront the harsh reality of a loveless marriage built on deceit. But as he revels in his newfound wealth, Samantha finds herself reborn, gifted with the chance to rewrite her fate.

Now armed with knowledge of Dan's true colors and the realization that his lottery win was nothing but a cruel joke, she stands at a crossroads. Will she play the victim, or will she seize the opportunity to reclaim her life? As Dan’s plans unravel and his family’s greed becomes apparent, Samantha must navigate a web of manipulation and desperation.

In a battle of wits, can she outsmart the very man who once sought to control her? With stakes higher than ever, the question remains: how far will she go to ensure her freedom? Unfolding in a mix of drama and dark humor, this tale of revenge and resilience will keep readers guessing until the last page.

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My useless husband suddenly won a hundred million dollars lottery, and the first thing he wanted to do was to pursue the goddess he had been thinking about for years.

In order to keep all the money for himself, he proposed to divorce me, but I disagreed. Then he joined forces with his family to deal with me, and even tried to harm me by injecting poison into me. Finally, he threw me into the wilderness.

Ironically, I only found out after I died that the winning lottery ticket was a big misunderstanding, and he didn't win at all.

When I opened my eyes again, he was about to present the divorce agreement to me.

I smiled and said, "Is there such a good thing?"

After hearing this, my ex-husband, Dan, frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Samantha, I'm serious."

I calmly replied, "I didn't say you weren't serious. Isn't it a good thing to be relieved of the burden of me?"

His pride got the better of him, and he angrily slammed his fist on the table. If it weren't for the notary present, that fist would probably have landed on my face. "Stop mentioning the burden. Don't I have a job?"