Behind the Poison Killing: The Secret of Husband’s Infidelity

I looked at his angry face as if seeing a funny clown. Why did I love him so much before? I regretted it.

He pursued me for two years before I agreed to be with him. He kept saying he loved me. But what happened? He poisoned me to death!

"Elaina, why don't you just give in? It's not good for you to continue. He doesn't love you anymore. Why are you still pestering him?"

These words came from my good friend Jazlynn, my former best friend.

Now, she would be the wife of my soon-to-be ex-husband.

I treated her as my best friend, but she fell in love with my husband.

Pierre wanted to divorce me and came with the pregnant mistress. He was shameless.

Jazlynn was my dance studio partner. I hadn't returned to my previous figure since I got married and gave birth to a baby. She said she would take care of the studio for me, so I could stay at home with the child.

She would take half of the income.

Although that was not much money, I was touched. I thought having a best friend like her was a blessing for me, but it turned out she had other motives.

She wanted to replace me as Pierre's wife.

I had been fooled by them for eight years.

Since I gave birth to the child, I got fat. Pierre and Jazlynn had been fooling me. Jazlynn said it was okay as long as I was healthy, and Pierre said that I should stay at home as a housewife.

I had listened to them obediently for eight years.

In my previous life, I signed a divorce agreement and didn't ask Pierre for a penny, just for the custody of our daughter.

I thought the studio could support me and my daughter's future life, but Jazlynn said the studio had already closed. The money she gave me every month before was just to pity me.

So, in my previous life, I was penniless and had an eight-year-old daughter. My bloated figure determined that I couldn't be a dance teacher anymore.

I could only find a job as a hotel cleaner and sell sausages on the street for a few dollars each at night.

Life was very hard for me at that time.

Now that I had a chance to start over, I wouldn't be so foolish again!

I held the pen and stared at the divorce agreement in front of me, calculating.