Blurb：
When Alex Davies was diagnosed with ALS, I discovered his affair with Tiffany. He filed for divorce, claiming he'd leave with nothing because she loved him for who he was. I quietly hid his diagnosis, relieved I wouldn't have to care for him when he became bedridden. At the divorce court, Alex's lawyerly precision couldn't hide his coldness as he packed his belongings under Tiffany's watchful eye. She believed his empty promises, unaware of the notarized agreement securing my assets. Watch karma unfold as ALS progresses and Tiffany realizes the truth about Alex's "selfless" love. A gripping tale of betrayal, revenge, and poetic justice.Content：
My Ex-Husband's KarmaThe day I received my husband’s ALS diagnosis.
I found out he was cheating.
He filed for divorce:
“I’ll leave with absolutely nothing. She’s not after my money; she just loves me for who I am.”
I didn't cry or make a scene. I just quietly put away the diagnosis.
“Fine. I hope she lives up to her word when the time comes.”
After all, not having to care for him when he’s bedridden later? I couldn't be more thrilled.
1.
At the divorce court, by the clerk’s window.
“You have a one-month waiting period. Once you’ve made your decision, you can come back to finalize the divorce.”
As the clerk finished speaking, a red stamp landed on the divorce cooling-off period receipt.
I glanced up at the clock on the wall.
Three minutes past ten in the morning.
It had been less than 24 hours since I discovered my husband, Alex Davies, was cheating, to him filing for divorce, to us now processing it.
Just as efficient as when we decided to get married after only three months of dating.
Snapping back to reality, I watched Alex take the receipt.
His distinctly jointed fingers folded it neatly, his fingertips still displaying the practiced precision of a lawyer.
“Don’t forget to come back in a month to finalize the divorce. And don’t regret it.”
His brows were furrowed, as if he feared I might try to cling on.
I nodded.
“I know. You shouldn’t regret it either.”
Alex didn’t say another word. He looked down, engrossed in his phone, replying to messages.
The familiar smile and tenderness in his eyes were unmistakable.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen him look like that.
When we first started dating, he used to smile at me that way too.
But somewhere along the line, his gaze toward me became nothing but cold and indifferent.
I used to think it was because he was overworked, never imagining his affection had simply been redirected to someone else.
The drive home was silent.
Once we arrived, Alex’s car was parked outside. He started packing his belongings, putting them into the trunk.
Not long after, a woman’s voice drifted from a distance:
“Alex! What are you doing?”
I looked over and immediately saw Tiffany.
The woman Alex had sworn wasn’t after his money, only his heart.
Seeing Alex packing, Tiffany grabbed his arm.
“Alex, you’ve already divorced Jade! She should pack her own things!”
As she spoke, Tiffany’s displeased gaze flickered towards me several times.
I leaned against the doorframe, watching her suitcase. I instantly understood.
It seemed Alex hadn’t mentioned to her that he was leaving with absolutely nothing.
I couldn't help but remind her.
“Ms. Tiffany, why don’t you take a closer look? Whose things is he packing?”
Tiffany finally noticed it was all Alex’s stuff.
Her face stiffened.
“Alex, why are you moving your things?”
Alex took her hand and explained.
“I’ll be living with you from now on, of course, I need to move my things.”
Hearing this, Tiffany looked at me incredulously.
“Jade, Alex bought this house outright! If anyone should be moving out, it should be you!”
I looked at Alex.
Quickly, Alex pulled Tiffany closer.
“Tiffany, I’m leaving with nothing, but don’t worry. Everything she has now, we’ll have later.”
The words “leaving with nothing” seemed to hit Tiffany hard. The expression on her face faltered.
But hearing Alex’s last sentence, Tiffany’s face softened, as if she’d thought of something.
“Alright, I trust you.”
Then, Tiffany started helping Alex pack his luggage.
I just stood by, watching quietly.
I knew Alex, as a lawyer, was a master at securing his own interests.
Tiffany probably thought “leaving with nothing” was some sort of ploy, and that I'd eventually have to give everything back.
Too bad. This time, Alex's decision to leave with nothing was a meticulous calculation of assets, a signed agreement, and notarized.
Alex was eager to be with Tiffany.
But the mere loss of the house was already causing such a strong reaction from Tiffany.
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