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My Chea:ting Husband Made Me Sign over My Business to Him – He Had No Idea It Was Part of My Reve:nge Plan
I caught my husband che:ating… with my assistant on our five-year anniversary. He later made me sign over my company to him during our divorce, and I did it without bleching. He thought he had won. What he didn’t know? I prepared my reve:nge plan.
“Happy anniversary, babe!” I said.
“I can’t believe it’s been five years already.”
“Time flies when you’re building an empire.”
“I was thinking we could close the office early today. Celebrate properly in the evening, you know!”
“Can’t,” he said, checking his watch. “Big client coming in. Maybe this weekend?”
“Sure. This weekend.” I said. “I’ll head to the office a little later then. Want to get those cupcakes done.”
My phone bustled with a message from my assistant, Megan.
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“Running late. Traffic. Sorry!”
I texted back: “No problem. Take your time.”
I decided to surprise Ethan with coffee anyway. Maybe I could steal five minutes of his time on our anniversary… in our office!
“Surprise him,” I muttered. “What a concept!”
Little did I know, I would be the one sh0cked.
When I arrived, the office was quiet. It was too early for most of the staff. I took two coffees and a bag of pastries as I made my way down the hallway toward Ethan’s corner office.
The sound made me sh0cked… a woman’s laugh, breathy.
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A sound so… familiar.
My steps slowed as I approached the glass wall of his office. The blinds were moderately
open, just enough for me to see… everything.
They didn’t hear or see me.
How convenient. How tidy.
I wnt out the building, got into my car, and sat there for nearly an hour, crying at nothing. Then, I picked up my phone and called the first person on my contacts list.
“Jack? It’s Chloe. Are you still practicing family law?”
“Chloe? Yeah, I am. Everything okay?”
“No. But it will be. I need a divorce lawyer, and I need a business strategy. Can you meet today?”
“I’ll clear my schedule. My office in an hour?”
“Perfect. And Jack? Thank you.”
“Game on,” I muttered.
***
“He wanted what?” Jack said.
“The whole company. He asked to be listed as co-owner back when I first published Wildflower.”
Jack shook his head. “But YOU began Wildflower. You built it from nothing.”
“Yes. But two years ago, I let him talk me into changing the paperwork and making him the co-owner for ‘investor relations.’ His name is on everything now.”
“So what do you want to do?” Jack asked.
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“I want to give him exactly what he wants.” I pulled out a folder and slid it across the desk.
Jack opened the folder and scanned the incorporation papers for a new company I was set to secretly launch.
“You already..?”
“I didn’t do anything wrong. I was just… ready. For months, I had that gut feeling… late nights at ‘client dinners’ and texts he’d hide the second I walked in. But the truth sh0cked after our five-year anniversary today. And now, it’s time to take my plan…”
“He really has no idea who he’s suffering from, does he?”
“No. But he’s about to find out.”
***
That evening, I put a manila envelope across our kitchen counter. “These are divorce papers. I’ve already signed my part. I know about you and Megan.”
“How long have you known?”
“Long enough. I saw you in your office… with her.”
“So you’re really doing this.”
“Yes.”
“Because of one mistake?”
“It wasn’t one mistake, Ethan. It was five years of mistakes.”
“You want Wildflower?”
“It’s as much mine as it is yours. More, considering I’ve been the face of it for years.”
“What’s this?”
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“Transfer of ownership. Full rights to Wildflower Boutique.” I pushed the papers toward him. “Already drawn up. I thought that’s what you wanted.”
“I—” He said. “I expected a conflict”
“Why fight? You’ve made it clear where your priorities lie.”
“Is this about Megan?”
“This isn’t about Megan. This is about you and me. About what we created and what you ruined.”
He cried at me, eyes narrowing with suspicion. “So you’re just… giving up? That doesn’t sound like you.”
“I’m not giving up. I’m moving on. There’s a difference.”
“The papers are all in order. You get the company. I get the house. Clean break.”
“Fine! I’ll have my lawyer review these.”
“Of course.”
***
The signing happened in Jack’s office one week later.
“This all seems in order,” she said after reviewing the documents. “Though I must say, this settlement greatly favors my client.”
“No hard feelings, Chloe. You built something special with Wildflower. I’ll control it.”
“I’m sure you will.”
“What’s this?” he asked.
“Just a parting gift,” I said. “For new beginnings.”
Later, he would open it to find an empty box with a note:”This is what you really earned from our marriage. Enjoy.”
