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Sacrifice & Betrayal: A Husband's Comeback

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 427    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

hings into the guest room of our brownstone. Sh

calls to my office. And you will not questi

ning up, my body ached, and I could barely get o

her voice filled with annoyance. "You're

to the pharmacy, N

o deal with thi

round, muffled but clear. It was Wesley.

ence on her end. "I have to go,"

elt a cold clarity. A w

tures. Both Nicole and Wesley had changed theirs to the same image: a subt

o longer a suspici

nd started clearing the shelves. Photos of us on vacation, the mugs we bought on our first anniver

g in the office, the full trash bag at my feet. The air

Why didn't you answer?" she

said calmly. "

er face twisted with anger. "What is this

tormed out of the room. "

ckening crash of glass. The framed photo of us on our wed

ell. I did

y phone and calmly

draft divorce p

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Sacrifice & Betrayal: A Husband's Comeback
Sacrifice & Betrayal: A Husband's Comeback
“Three years ago, I sacrificed my career, taking the fall for a professional misconduct charge to shield my wife, Nicole, and her budding political ambitions. Tonight, her re-election campaign launch party was supposed to be my comeback, the moment she' d finally reintroduce me to her world. Instead, she offered a single dollar bill, the same token given to low-level volunteers, as she turned away to flirt with her smirking Chief of Staff, Wesley. The next day, Wesley flaunted a custom-made watch Nicole gave him, far more valuable than my car, while she dismissed my hurt with a cold command: "In public, you're just a volunteer, and call me Councilwoman." Then, alone and burning with fever, I called her for help, only to hear Wesley's voice in the background, a chilling affirmation of their intimacy, before she abruptly hung up. The final blow came when she watched Wesley frame me for the watch' s theft at a fundraiser, allowing me to be publicly shamed, then slapped me and called me a thief in front of everyone. Humiliation burned hotter than any fever, igniting a cold, stark realization: the woman I protected had orchestrated my destruction. I didn't argue. I calmly called my lawyer and filed for divorce.”
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