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Ex-Husband's Vicious Lies

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In Ex-Husband's Vicious Lies, a woman’s attempt to save her marriage on Valentine's Day uncovers a dark secret. This modern romance novel follows her discovery of a hidden note, turning a quiet life into a mystery story where every truth is a lie.
Ex-Husband's Vicious Lies Summary
After three years of marriage, Evelyn's world shatters when her husband, Julian, frames her for a crime she didn't commit to protect his secret mistress. Stripped of her dignity and sent to prison, she emerges years later with a cold heart and a thirst for justice. As she begins to dismantle Julian's empire, she uncovers a web of lethal conspiracies. Now, Evelyn must navigate a dangerous game of shadows to expose his lies and reclaim her stolen life.
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Ex-Husband's Vicious Lies Chapter 1

Valentine's Day. I'd been looking forward to it for weeks, planning a special dinner for Drake despite our tight budget. Maybe this would be the night things would finally feel normal between us again.

Our apartment was small but I'd made it home, or tried to. I straightened the throw pillows on our secondhand couch for the third time that morning, adjusting them until they looked just right. Drake had left early for work, kissing my cheek absently on his way out. That fleeting touch still lingered as I moved around our space, cleaning and organizing the way I always did when anxiety twisted through my stomach.

"Tonight will be different," I whispered to myself, running my hand along the kitchen counter I'd scrubbed until it shone.

The trash under the sink was nearly full, and I tugged the bag free, tying it closed. As I lifted it, something slipped from a tear in the side—a crumpled ball of paper. Normally, I wouldn't have given it a second thought, but a flash of color caught my eye. Handwritten words in purple ink. Drake never used purple ink.

I shouldn't have picked it up. Some part of me knew that. But I smoothed out the wrinkled page, my fingers trembling slightly.

"My Dearest Emmy," it began.

The room tilted. Emmy. Not Olivia. Emmy.

I forced myself to read on, each word slicing deeper than the last. Passionate declarations of love. Promises of a future together. Plans that didn't include me.

Drake's handwriting. Drake's words. Drake's heart—given to someone else.

I sank to the kitchen floor, the letter clutched in my hand, my chest so tight I could barely breathe. Two years of marriage. Two years of working extra shifts at the diner to help with what he'd told me were overwhelming debts. Two years of believing him when he said things would get better soon.

All a lie.

I don't know how long I sat there, reading and re-reading those devastating words until they blurred before my eyes. The sun shifted across our apartment, shadows lengthening as afternoon faded into evening.

When I heard his key in the lock, I shoved the letter into my pocket and wiped my face. I needed more. I needed to be sure. Maybe there was an explanation. Maybe...

Drake barely looked at me as he entered, his attention already on his phone, thumbs typing rapidly. He mumbled something about a work emergency and disappeared into our bedroom, closing the door behind him.

I stood in the hallway, my heart hammering, and then I heard his voice—low, intimate, nothing like the weary tone he usually used with me.

"I know, I miss you too, Em." A pause. "No, she doesn't suspect anything. She never has."

I pressed my hand against the wall to steady myself, leaning closer to the door.

"Two years and she's still completely clueless." He laughed, the sound cutting through me like glass. "You should've seen her face when I told her about the latest 'debt.' She immediately offered to pick up more shifts. Pathetically easy to manipulate."

Another pause. I could hear the smile in his voice when he continued.

"You were right to test me this way. What better proof of loyalty than to show I could keep up this charade for years? She's been a useful fool, I'll give her that."

My legs gave out and I slid down the wall, a silent sob tearing through me. A loyalty test. That's all our marriage had been. A cruel game to prove himself to another woman.

And I had played my part perfectly.

By the time he emerged from the bedroom, I was sitting at our small dining table, the letter laid out before me, my face dry but burning.

"What's this?" I asked, my voice surprisingly steady despite the earthquake inside me.

Drake's expression shifted—surprise, then irritation, then a cold mask settling into place. "Going through the trash now, Olivia?"

"I heard you," I said. "On the phone. With Emmy."

He sighed, not denying it, not even pretending to be sorry. "Well, I guess you finally can't take it anymore."

"Take what?" My voice rose. "The lies? The manipulation? Making me believe we were struggling when we weren't?"

"It was never going to be forever," he said with a shrug. "Just long enough to prove a point."

"A point?" I stood up, anger finally breaking through the shock. "Our marriage was just a point you needed to prove?"

"Oh, come on." Drake rolled his eyes. "Like you didn't get anything out of it. You got to play house with someone way out of your league for two years."

Every sacrifice I'd made, every extra shift, every penny saved, every moment of worry about our finances—it all crashed down on me in that moment, the weight of my own naivety threatening to crush me completely.

"Get out," I whispered.

"It's my apartment too," he said, smirking.

"Not anymore." I pulled my wedding ring off and placed it on the table between us. "I want a divorce."

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