After My Vision Recovered, I Found Out My Husband Betrayed Me

When my vision finally returned, I caught my husband, Best Actor Vincent Moore, and my so-called best friend, Belinda Wade, indulging in an affair on the rooftop.

The shock hit me like a freight train. Without a second thought, I grabbed my phone and started streaming the entire scene live.

The group chat fell silent. My brother, Logan Ridley, chimed in with a clever remark, subtly mocking Vincent for being a parasitic leech.

The next day, I filed for divorce, uploading the shocking footage to a popular streaming site overnight.

Meanwhile, an entertainment magazine published high-definition photos from that very incident, capturing the moment for all to see.

After all, who didn't love a good thrill? I was just taking it to the next level.

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My husband Vincent was the new Best Actor.

They call him Best Actor, but honestly, there was a lot of fluff involved. It was not like he earned it on his own merit. I bought it for him.

But Vincent, in his delusion, believed he was genuinely talented.

The guy strutted around, claiming he was top-notch, while dismissing his fellow actors as total trash.

Vincent even had the audacity to put on a haughty face, lambasting my brother as nothing but a capitalistic puppet, feeding him nothing but shoddy scripts.

Three hundred million dollars in production costs, and he had the audacity to call it garbage.

I could feel my blood boiling, so I warned him more than once to watch his tongue.

But being infatuated with Vincent, I couldn't bear to see him take on roles he disliked.

My indulgence only inflated his ego further, leading Vincent down a path of arrogance.

Now, after a month of blindness, my sight was back, and as I looked at the man before me, I nearly lost my lunch.

He called himself a "refreshing hunk," but without the filter, he was just... nothing special.

Little did Vincent know I could see again, and there he was, cavorting with Belinda in broad daylight.

I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. I pulled out my phone and started a live stream in our family group chat.

[@everyone, come check this out—live and in action!]

Ten minutes later, Logan dropped a quick comment, while the Moore family members slowly started leaving the chat.

Meanwhile, Vincent was too caught up in his own little world to even notice his phone blowing up with calls from his parents!