MY EX-HUSBAND GOT OUR HOUSE, CAR, AND ALL OUR MONEY AFTER THE DIVORCE – I LAUGHED BECAUSE THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I PLANNED My marriage with Mike was done way before we signed any papers. He’d been more into his flashy image than into us for ages. Big cars, big house—if it screamed “Look at me,” he wanted it. So when he finally told me he wanted a divorce, I wasn’t shocked. What got me, though, was how quick he was to grab everything. “I want the house, the car, the savings,” he said, all smug. He even tossed me the crumbs—my personal stuff, as if that was some generous offer. I just smiled and nodded. I let him take it all because I knew what was coming. My lawyer looked at me like I was crazy, but I told her to let him have it. We signed those papers, and I moved out that afternoon, eager to start my new life, but not before making one final call. Everything was set. The next morning, my phone rang, and it was Mike, absolutely livid. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” he screamed. “Oh, Mike,” I said, trying not to laugh, “What’s wrong now?” “You know exactly what’s wrong!” he yelled. “I’m in my living room, and I see YOUR ⬇️

After a bitter marriage marked by Mike’s obsession with material wealth, Nicole shockingly agrees to give him everything in their divorce. But as Mike revels in his “victory,” Nicole’s laughter reveals a secret plan in motion. What Mike doesn’t know is that she’s about to make her final move.I stepped out of the lawyer’s office with a blank expression, my shoulders slumped, looking every bit the defeated ex-wife. The rain was coming down hard, and the gray sky matched my mood — or at least the mood I wanted people to think I was in.A woman walking past a window Inside,I was buzzing. My hands clenched the cold steel of the door handle as I headed toward the elevator. No one was around. Good. The elevator door closed behind me with a soft ding, and as soon as I was alone, I let out a little giggle. It wasn’t something I planned; it bubbled up from deep inside like champagne finally uncorked. The more I thought about what I’d just done the more it built up until I was cackling in the elevator like a lunatic.A woman laughing in an elevator | Source: Midjourney If anyone saw me right then, they’d think I had finally snapped, gone over the edge from all the stress, but oh no, this was just the beginning. Everything was falling perfectly into place. The house, the car, the savings — Mike could have them all. It was exactly what I wanted. He thought he’d won, and that was the best part. He didn’t have a clue what was coming. The elevator stopped with a jolt, and I pulled myself together. I glanced at my reflection in the elevator’s mirrored wall: messy hair, tired eyes,