My Brother-in-Law’s Divorce Was My Doing I didn’t do much, just sent him screenshots of his wife Emily’s intimate SnapChat conversations with my husband. After all, he had been faithful to Emily for years, not touching me once in three years. I had to help them be together. I didn’t want to continue being the victim of a sham marriage. I was there the day all hell broke loose at their house, with the four of us gathered together. My brother-in-law Charles was adamant about getting a divorce. Emily was crying her eyes out, looking so pitiful that if I were a man, I’d want to comfort her. So my husband Jason, being a real man’s man, was heartbroken for her. He was practically kneeling at Emily’s feet, ready to slap himself silly just to make her smile. Tsk tsk, true love conquers all. My brother-in-law Charles was being so heartless, Jason couldn’t stand it. He shouted at Charles: “Emily is such a wonderful woman, look how much you’ve made her cry. How can you be so cruel and still blame her?” Charles, being a man of sound mind, was understandably angry. He said, “Jason, you still remember she’s your sister-in-law!” Confronted by her own husband, this dog who had slept with his sister-in-law was surprisingly brazen, not backing down at all as he argued: “She’s your wife. Have you fulfilled your duties as a husband? Look at how long you’ve been away from home. You’re gone for two or three months at a time on business trips, never around. When Emily was alone at home, tired and crying, where were you as her husband?” He spoke so well that if you ignored their relationship, you’d think he had a point. I went up and slapped him. If I didn’t speak up now, he’d truly forget I existed. I stood up and said, “So you took care of her all the way into my brother-in-law’s bed!? How come I don’t see Charles taking care of me when I’ve been celibate for so long in my marriage?” That scumbag immediately exploded, turning his anger towards me. He said I was clearly not a decent woman, that he had married me before because I seemed sensible. Who knew I would cause such drama now. He even said: “I truly regret marrying you. I’m completely disappointed in you.” What a hypocrite. He could care for another woman to the point of being caught in bed with her and consider it normal. But when I simply exposed the truth, he accused me of causing drama. The scumbag continued earnestly: “Samantha, be sensible. I only made a mistake that any sympathetic man would make. How is that unforgivable?! You’re a woman too, Emily is so pitiful, can’t you put yourself in her shoes?” Honestly, when I first caught them in bed together, I admit that besides anger and hatred, I also felt a sense of relief. For three years of marriage, this trash had used the excuse of impotence to avoid sleeping with me. I tried to be an “understanding” wife. Seeing this dog cheat made me angry, but I also felt I no longer had to be understanding, no longer had to feel guilty for wanting a real man while my husband was “impotent”. “To hell with your ‘be sensible’. If you pity Emily so much, why didn’t you do something earlier? Why did you marry me instead of asking your brother to let you two be together? Did I force you to marry me? Weren’t you the one who pursued me relentlessly saying you’d marry no one but me?” I wasn’t done cursing: “If you wanted to sleep with Emily, why the fuck did you get married?” He did want to marry Emily. But Emily thought Charles was better and refused to divorce him. Jason only married me because he was pressured to get married at that age. After marriage, to show he only loved Emily, he told me he was impotent and even stayed chaste. There was no man in the world more despicable than him. Now enraged by my words, the scumbag raised his hand to slap me, his eyes red with anger. There was a loud “smack”, and I froze in shock. The slap didn’t land on my face. Charles had stepped in front of me, taking the hit. Charles sternly scolded him: “Jason, you should be thankful you’re my brother. If anyone else dared to cuckold me, I’d take their life!” Jason was stunned for a moment, instinctively calling out “Brother.” Taking advantage of his daze, I slapped him hard across the face: “You’re worse than an animal, you disgusting dog. Every second with you makes me sick.” “Rest assured, not only will Charles and Emily divorce. I’m divorcing you too. I promise to let you scumbags be together forever, fulfilling your earth-shattering love.” With that, I immediately went home and locked the door. Whatever happened next with Charles and Emily’s divorce negotiations or Jason’s attempts to persuade me was none of my business. That night Jason knocked on the door, but I didn’t open it. He kept knocking for over ten minutes until the neighbors came out to yell at him before he left. But I never expected Emily’s mother to come make a scene at my company the next day.
As soon as she entered my office, she started shouting: “Samantha, come out here. You home-wrecker, you’re truly despicable. You evil creature, you’ll come to no good end!” Her voice was extremely piercing, ensuring the whole company could hear. I took out my phone, called Charles, and put it on speaker in my pocket. This matter had to be handled by her own son-in-law. With such despicable tactics, no wonder her daughter was so unruly. Emily’s mother was quite the performer. As soon as she saw me, she started her act. “Well well, Samantha. You’re just jealous that our Emily is prettier than you, more beautiful than you, and found a better husband than you. You just can’t stand seeing others better off than you, so you destroy their marriage. Where’s your boss? Call your boss out here, a slut like you should be fired.” Her mouth kept saying I was jealous her daughter’s husband was better than mine, but the reality was her daughter had slept in my husband’s bed. She was even dramatically slapping her thighs and making a scene. I was truly disgusted. To think this was Emily’s mother, I’d certainly learned something new today. I glanced at my phone, Charles had already hung up. I turned on the camera function, then called out to my colleagues. “I’m so sorry everyone, I’ve encountered a scammer here. Please help me out and be my witnesses. In case this lady suddenly feels unwell later, I didn’t touch her.” Emily’s mother was stunned to see me not following her script at all. But years of practice hadn’t been for nothing. “Yes, everyone come and see. This is the person right here. Oh heavens, she’s ruining my daughter’s perfectly good marriage for no reason!” Very good, auntie. You’ve successfully provoked me. “Auntie, you speak so well. Why don’t you also tell everyone how I ruined your son-in-law’s desire for your daughter? Is it because I told your son-in-law about your daughter’s affair?” Emily’s mother let out a shrill scream: “No, that’s not true. You’re just making false accusations. Destroying other people’s families, you should just die!” She tried to hit me. I secretly rolled up my sleeves, ready to teach her a lesson for the public good. But a tall figure stepped in front of me, shielding me. Charles had arrived so quickly. He nodded at me, then turned to face Emily’s mother angrily: “Have you had enough?” Emily’s mother slapped her thighs and wailed: “I can’t go on living, there’s no justice in this world, you’re driving me to my death! Where’s the boss? Come out and do something!” I peeked out from behind Charles. Emily’s mother immediately tried to grab me. Charles restrained the old lady with both hands, holding her in place as he said sternly: “If you keep making a scene, I’ll make sure your daughter leaves with nothing in the divorce, and I’ll fire your son from my company.” Well well, Charles was really impressing me. These words made the old lady calm down a bit. But Emily’s mother clearly hadn’t achieved her goal and didn’t want to give up so easily. After freezing for a few seconds, she started struggling violently again, flailing about. Watching this scene, I truly felt a bit sorry for Charles. No wonder he could endure such a mother-in-law for five or six years. “Alright alright, don’t let auntie leave. I have some bedroom photos of Emily and my husband on my phone, they look great. Auntie can take a look before she goes. My colleagues are all here too, auntie can show everyone if she wants.” With that, I simply stepped out from behind Charles. Emily’s mother, hearing what I said, ran away faster than a rabbit. Looks like her daughter only told her about the divorce, not about being caught in bed. Charles watched his dear mother-in-law disappear, apologized to me, and said he would keep his family in check. However, his family clearly didn’t want to settle down.
Emily’s mother had just caused a scene when Jason called my mom saying he wanted to bring me back to my parents’ home. My mom quickly came to ask me when I was going back, sounding very excited. I knew Jason was threatening me. I thought about it and decided to ask Charles for help. He said he’d keep his family in line, and Jason counted as family. I arranged to meet Charles at a bubble tea shop. Charles expressed how sorry he was, promising to keep his mother-in-law’s family in check and never let them cause trouble again. He also said he would warn Jason. Hmph, with Emily’s little videos in my hand, how dare she come make trouble? I’m the victim here. Me not going to make a scene at her apartment complex is already the height of mercy. This shameless family, doing wrong yet daring to turn around and bite back. “Your brother tricked me into a sexless marriage. Your wife seduced my husband and had an affair. Your mother-in-law came to make a scene at my company. You and your whole family have wronged me.” I knew he was also a victim in this, but since he offered himself up, I couldn’t help but vent. Charles remained as calm as ever, just sitting there silently listening as I pointed at his nose and cursed for half the day. He even casually ordered my favorite milk tea and handed it to me, saying: “Have some water.” I took a sip. Hmm, it was even half sugar. Even Jason, who I’d been married to for three years, had never noticed my preferences. I looked at the tall man in front of me and suddenly had a thought. “If you admit you’ve wronged me, then make it up to me.” Charles’ expression didn’t change: “Alright.” “I want Jason to leave with nothing in the divorce.” I blurted out almost immediately. Then I quickly added: “And you have to be with me.” Honestly, I couldn’t understand why Emily would cheat. Faced with Emily’s endless extravagant desires, Charles never complained. He even fulfilled all the increasingly outrageous demands of his leech of a mother-in-law without a word. Buying them bags, sending them on international trips. Meanwhile Charles himself was always either on his way to overtime work or coming back from it. Once when he had a high fever and collapsed at home, it was me bringing dumplings who saved him from becoming delirious. When I helped wipe him down with alcohol to reduce the fever, I saw the holes in his socks. He just smiled and said he wore out socks quickly from walking so much, Emily didn’t know. At that time, my heart let out an envious squeal. If Jason had even half of his brother’s goodness, I would have gladly remained celibate for life. How could Jason compare to such a dream husband who doted on his wife endlessly? I want this kind of dream marriage too! Charles’ lips moved slightly, his usually unshakeable expression starting to crack. He was still staring at me, but the guilt and concern in his eyes had turned to contemplation and scrutiny. He said: “You want to use me to get revenge on them?” I didn’t hesitate at all before saying “Yes.” After a pause, I added: “But that’s not all. Jason’s behavior has left me somewhat traumatized. There’s a perfect man right in front of me, Emily doesn’t know how to cherish him but I want him. And agreeing to this isn’t a loss for you either. You’ve seen how good of a wife I’ve been these past three years! And you’ve seen how much my parents dote on their son-in-law.” Charles nodded and said: “Alright, after the divorce, if needed, I can take responsibility.” He agreed just like that? Aren’t you going to struggle a bit more? Charles saw my confusion and said very seriously: “I do have a good temper, but that doesn’t mean I never get angry. And you’re right, if they don’t know how to cherish what they have, why shouldn’t we choose someone who does?”
To avoid a repeat of the scumbag knocking on my door at night, I packed up all my things and left as soon as I got home. I locked the door, taking the car keys with me so the dead scumbag couldn’t use my car. I went straight to a hotel, booked a room and contacted Charles. Since we were now partners in crime, I decided to keep him informed of my movements. I sent him a WeChat message saying: “I’ve already moved out of the house.” Charles replied almost immediately: “Where did you move to?” I told him I’d moved to a hotel near my company. Charles’ reply was brief, first saying: “Be careful.” I was about to make a sarcastic comment when he added: “I’m coming over now.” Actually I just wanted to let him know, his concern left me feeling a bit at a loss. But alright, we might as well discuss what to do next in detail. While waiting for Charles, I called my lawyer friend to ask how I could make the scumbag and that bitch leave with nothing in the divorce, given my husband’s affair. Our situation was that we jointly bought the house, both our names were on the property deed. The car was in my name alone, though I didn’t drive it. Just thinking about that dead scumbag using my car to go hook up with Emily made me want to sell the car immediately. My friend advised me to quickly apply to the court for asset preservation, then investigate Jason’s assets. He would have to fully repay me for all the money in his bank accounts and everything he spent on Emily. Emily’s mom kept saying I was jealous of Emily, but in reality they preferred Charles as a husband. He was good-looking, earned more, and his gym-toned body was unbeatable. I guessed Emily never intended to divorce, she just wanted both men. Maybe stealing my husband and keeping him from touching me gave her a sense of accomplishment. So Charles belonging to me now was the first step in my revenge. After messaging Charles, I washed up and made myself smell nice, waiting for him on the bed wearing only a bathrobe. But this old-fashioned guy was truly exasperating. He seriously handed me his jacket, saying: “It’s a bit chilly, don’t catch a cold.” I dodged his jacket and simply leaned against him, my hand going straight to his chest. Ooh, not bad. But he looked very serious, directly pushing me away. I suddenly felt a bit hurt, loudly mocking: “What do you mean, brother? Don’t tell me you’re going to stay faithful to Emily like your brother did?!” Charles sighed, patting my head like a child as he asked: “Isn’t cheating wrong?” I said: “Yes.” He asked again: “Aren’t we not divorced yet?” I said: “Yes. But I’m trying to get revenge, why can others do bad things but I can’t?” Charles sighed, pulling the blanket from the side to wrap around me, his tone coaxing: “So they’re the bad guys, and you’re the good person. Samantha is the most lovable and deserving girl in the world, so if we’re going to be together, it has to be proper and above board.” With that he directly wrapped me up like a cocoon. I secretly smiled. Fine, I wasn’t swayed by your sweet talk at all.
The old-fashioned guy booked a room next door and stayed there. Over the next few days, Charles was busy dealing with the divorce drama with Emily. Emily ran back to her parents’ house and wouldn’t see anyone or answer calls. Charles went to his in-laws’ house once. He gave Emily the divorce agreement, which didn’t give her any assets. Emily’s mother saw it and cursed angrily. She said he was heartless, that her daughter had been with him for so many years, used and then tossed aside without a penny. Of course she absolutely refused to divorce, and directly kicked him out. But it was useless, Charles went straight to court to file for divorce, leaving the rest to the lawyers. Honestly I really couldn’t understand Emily, why she would give up such a good man. At first I was just thinking of getting back at Jason by hooking up with Charles, but as we spent time together, I truly felt marrying a man like this would be the right way to live. Tall, handsome, steady and responsible. He wasn’t as boring and rigid as I had imagined, truly a budget version of a romance novel CEO. But there’s always some rat shit that has to jump out and disgust people. Emily even sent me taunting WeChat messages. She wrote: “What kind of woman are you? Can’t even keep your husband.” “Let me tell you, he was with me before he married you. You’re the mistress. He finds it disgusting to even touch you, you’ll never measure up to me in this lifetime.” “Jason said I’m the only woman for him forever, you deserve to be tricked into being a celibate widow for life.” “Why don’t you just die! You want to split the assets? You’re not worthy!” “No one will ever love you, you’ll never beat me.” She actually still saw me as a rival. My god, how ridiculous. Just because she likes eating shit, does she think others have to treat a pile of shit like treasure? Truly a toad stepping on your foot, not biting but still disgusting. I immediately gave her a thumbs up, thanking my sister-in-law for once again providing evidence of Jason’s affair. Emily’s WeChat kept coming: “Jason is so vigorous and passionate, he’s especially fierce in bed. You’ll never get to experience that in this lifetime.” Seeing this sentence, I raised an eyebrow and nudged Charles beside me: “Looks like you’re not very good, your wife says your brother is more vigorous.” Charles, who was peeling an apple for me, handed me the apple and stared at me silently for a few seconds: “Ex-wife.” His gaze was deep and intense, quite intimidating when he didn’t speak. I nodded, ex-wife is ex-wife, why so angry? I was about to reply to my former sister-in-law when the man snatched away my phone and said very seriously: “If you want to try, we have to get married first.” I quickly chomped down the apple in my mouth. My god, such a domineering old-fashioned guy, I kind of like it. Looks like I need to speed up the divorce process. The private investigator quickly got results. Apparently my husband, no, I mean soon-to-be ex-husband. The ex-husband not only bought many luxury goods for Emily, but the LV bag Emily’s mother was carrying was also bought by my ex-husband. Emily’s mother even got a new car with the down payment from my ex, while I couldn’t even get an electric scooter without paying for it myself, he wouldn’t spend a penny
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