At Our Divorce Hearing, My Husband Mocked Me in Front of His Mistress. But When the Judge Read My Sealed Evidence, Everything They Planned Fell Apart

Daniel.

I turned just enough to look at him. His confidence was gone, replaced by the frantic stiffness of a man who realized he had gambled everything and lost more than he expected.

“Maybe we should settle things privately,” he pleaded. “This… spectacle wasn’t necessary.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You lied under oath. You hid money. You built a new life behind my back while pretending our marriage still mattered. And you think this was just a spectacle?”

He swallowed hard. “I don’t want my reputation destroyed.”

“That isn’t my concern,” I said.

Lana stood a few steps behind him, mascara streaked down her cheeks. She looked at me as though I had stolen something from her, when in truth, Daniel had undone his own plans long before we ever stepped into court.

Then Marilyn approached, her voice suddenly soft, almost trembling. “Grace… please don’t tear down our family name.”

I gave her a small, steady smile. “Your family name tore itself down.”

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