My Cheating Husband Told Me I am Hideous And Ugly. I Gave him a Taste of His Own Medicine

That day is quite clear in my mind. Nothing could have stung deeper than his remarks. “No one else could endure staring at that horrible face all day long, so you should be thankful I’m here with you.”

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“Martin, did you really believe you could shame me and walk free?” My voice was firm and steady as I spoke. “Did you really believe I was going to sit here and let you run over me? It’s not true. It’s plenty for me.

Our children’s wide-eyed incredulity met my gaze. “Our entire family has been betrayed by this man,” I continued. He is unworthy of our affection and admiration.

Divine Punishment

However, that was merely the first step. I had something else planned. I had informed his employer of his infidelity and provided them with proof of it, along with an exhaustive description of how he had been abusing business time and resources for his personal affairs. His supervisor summoned him to an immediate meeting and fired him without further delay.

I thoroughly enjoyed the process of freezing our joining account.

I then went to the bank and put a hold on our joint accounts. A sizable sum had already been deposited into the account I had established for myself. He had no possessions whatsoever. I also sought full ownership of our house and filed for a divorce, citing his infidelity as the reason. Based on the evidence, my case was solid, and my lawyer gave me his word that I would come out on top.

What Came Next

As his world came crashing down around him, Martin was rendered speechless. A mere shadow of the guy who had once believed in his ability to dominate, degrade, and deceive me now clung to my body. My children were surprised by their father’s behavior but proud of my courage and determination; they supported me totally.

Returning to a sense of self-worth was not an effortless feat. I began dating again, reestablished relationships with old acquaintances, and picked up new activities. The more I lived, the more I understood that age was nothing more than a numerical value.

Conversely, Martin left and battled to start over in his life. Eventually, he got a job, but it wasn’t quite as high-profile as the one he had before. It was already too late when he attempted an apology. I had gotten over it and moved on.

One thing I took away from this experience is how strong a woman can be when she feels disrespected. Martin bet he could break me, yet I ended up stronger than before. Because of that, I will be forever thankful.

So, keep this in mind: you are more resilient than you realize if you are going through tough times like betrayal and heartbreak. Refrain from lowering your guard and always shine brightly.