He Chose His Mistress, So I Chose the End of Our Marriage

The night my husband came home reeking of another woman, I finally understood one thing: he would burn the world for his mistress but never spare a single glance for me.

I watched him chase scandals, flaunt fireworks for seven nights, and humiliate our marriage online—until I chose my own ending.

On our anniversary, I handed him a gift he never expected.

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On the seventh day after finding his mistress, Damian finally came home.

Seeing me sitting quietly at the dining table, he was momentarily surprised. "It's so late, you're not asleep yet?"