Anna said nothing. She kept calm. She needed to learn more before acting.
The next day, she called in sick and began her own quiet investigation. She combed through Boris’s documents and checked his computer.
What she found confirmed her worst fears—messages between him and a lawyer, discussing divorce and how to split their assets.
She took photos of everything. Then she called a lawyer of her own.
She opened a separate bank account and transferred some of their joint savings. She also reached out to her parents for support.
But Anna wasn’t done. She had one more move to make
That evening, she set the dinner table like she always did. When Boris sat down, she placed a folder in front of him.
“I’m filing for divorce,” she said with a cold smile.
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“Don’t even bother denying it. I heard your phone call. I saw the messages. Thought you’d outsmart me? Think again.”
Boris sat frozen, completely stunned. Anna continued:
“I’ve accepted it now. I never saw it coming. You spent so long setting me up, but life has a way of turning things around.”
Boris turned pale. Then came the yelling—the blame, the insults—but Anna had already tuned it out.
Eventually, he packed his things and left.
The court ruled his attempt to transfer the property was illegal.
Their assets were split fairly. Boris tried to fight it, but every attempt failed.
Time passed, and Anna slowly began to heal. She even went to a friend’s birthday—her first social event in months.
There, she met someone new. He was kind, sincere, and completely unlike Boris.
She hadn’t expected to find love again, but she gave it a chance. And that choice transformed her life.
