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I let out a bitter laugh.
Since they had chosen not to stay with me, I would grant their wish and let them enjoy their so–called “wealthy life” with their father and stepmother.
But if things didn’t turn out as they hoped, they had better not come crying to me.
This was their choice, and I would feel no sympathy for them.
A few days later, I took Gary to court, filing for a contested divorce.
He hadn’t expected me to sue him and glared at me furiously in the courtroom.
I presented the judge with my medical report detailing the injuries he had inflicted on me, along with bank records proving he had been financially supporting his mistress for twenty years. Zoe, as a witness, testified on my behalf.
I requested that Gary leave the marriage with nothing.
The judge deemed my request reasonable and ruled in my favor.
Gary was left with nothing.
When Katrina heard that Gary was finally divorced, she packed her bags overnight and rushed to him, thrilled at the idea of finally being his official wife. She was so overjoyed that she even wanted to pop open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
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But when she arrived at Gary’s place, she was stunned.
The refrigerator was gone. The television was gone. Even the massive wall–to–wall liquor cabinet had vanished.
The house was practically empty, and every piece of furniture had been taken away.
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All that remained were three daughters with swollen, tear–filled
eyes.
Katrina was dumbfounded. She turned to Gary and asked, “What’s going on? Where’s your money?”
Gary let out a bitter laugh. “It’s all been awarded to Natasha…”
When Katrina realized that everything Gary had was now legally mine, she flew into a rage.
She smashed the few remaining pieces of furniture and unleashed all her anger on Gary.
Still, she truly loved him. Although she struggled to accept the situation at first, she eventually chose to endure it for his sake.
A woman who hadn’t lifted a finger for two decades was now washing his clothes, making his bed, and cooking his meals. She happily played the role of a devoted wife.
In the heat of love, even plain soup tasted good.
But love, no matter how intense, would eventually fade.
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longer keep up the act.
The problem was simple–money.
Gary lost everything in the divorce, including his company. With no income, he was forced to take on low–paying jobs. Meanwhile, he
had seven people to feed, and his daughters, still growing, had even bigger appetites than usual.
Money was already tight, but now they needed more food. Katrina snapped, calling the girls freeloaders, accusing them of eating without contributing, of being lazy and useless.
My daughters had no choice but to help with household chores.
But they were at an age where they cared about appearances. After working, they wanted small rewards like a dress or a handbag.
Katrina, upon discovering this, not only refused to reward them but also lashed out in anger. She scolded them, saying they were dreaming of being princesses.
Feeling wronged, the girls turned to Gary for support.
But instead of standing up for them, he dismissed their complaints entirely. He told them to stop bothering Katrina and to stop bothering him.
His favoritism toward Katrina was absolute.
I ran into Katrina again one day outside a department store.
Zoe, holding onto my arm, nudged me and pointed toward a woman nearby. “Natasha, look over there. Recognize her?”
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I followed her gaze and saw Katrina, now heavily pregnant, speaking anxiously on the phone.
Zoe smirked and muttered, “No wonder Gary’s been siding with her. She’s pregnant. Those three brats are in trouble now. If Katrina gives birth to her own child, they’ll be completely cast aside.”
Exactly, if Katrina had a baby, my daughters‘ situation would only get worse.
