Since I Decided to be Myself, I Have Become Stronger

On the day when my husband Yosef and his mistress's son was one month old, he proposed divorce to me.

Without any hesitation, I presented all the evidence and gave Yosef two choices. Either go to court or "voluntarily" transfer a large amount of property to me.

A wife who thought for him?

Absolutely not!

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I was not surprised at all when Yosef proposed divorce.

After all, his son had already been born safely, and I could understand that they were in a hurry to settle down.

"Don't worry, even if you haven't made any contributions in the past three years, you have worked hard. I will give you extra one hundred thousand dollars as compensation."

Yosef raised his eyebrows and looked at me, as if he was giving me alms.

One hundred thousand dollars?

Ridiculous. The confinement expenses for his lover were more than this.

I took out a divorce agreement from my bag and slapped it on the table. "As long as you agree to this agreement, I can sign it today."

Yosef's face turned cold and he asked me in an unfriendly, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Of course it means I'll get seventy percent of all the property and you'll get thirty percent."

I wanted to have seventy percent of all the property to support myself, and thirty percent for his family of three.

Wonderful!

After reading the agreement for more than half an hour, Yosef's expression became increasingly unpleasant.

"You are so greedy." After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and said this.

I smiled. "So, do you agree?"

"So what if I cheated? I'm not the only man in the world who cheated. I don't believe that the judge will not give me any money."

Yosef threw the agreement on the ground and looked at me with a sneer. "Besides, you're a housewife, how can they give the company to you?"

So stubborn. I turned around and walked out, ignoring Yosef's insults behind me.

Housewife?

I stepped on the accelerator and smiled wildly, it seemed that I pretended pretty well.

I was not idle on the way. I called Yosef's parents to tell them the good news of having a grandson, and asked them to come as soon as possible so that they could register their grandson's household.

They ridiculed me on the phone, and told me that as long as I could treat the child as my own, they would be able to reluctantly accept me and not let Yosef divorce me.

I acted extremely well and sincerely told them sure.

They then hung up the phone happily.

As soon as I arrived at the company, I received a call from Yosef.

He was furious, and I could tell that he wished he could eat me.

"Who told you to call my parents? Telling them will only cause trouble for me!"

That was true. Yosef's parents didn't understand any sense of propriety, morality or shame. They would be overjoyed after knowing the news and want to tell the whole world.

After all, the fact that I had been married for three years without any children had already been widely spread by his parents.

I laughed happily and thought, "This is going to be interesting."

Yosef was hiding the mistress, but his parents would tell to the whole world.

Infighting! Just awsome!