My Husband Cheated On Me, So I Made Him And His Mistress Weep As My Revenge

It turns out the person was a woman, a 22-year-old named Stella, who dared to insult me over the phone. I was the fool in the situation because she was fully aware that she was tearing my marriage apart!
Her words, sharp and unforgiving, haunted me: calling me an “ugly fat witch!” “I had a look at your social media profile picture, and I now understand why Stevie is cheating on you!” I was too shocked to respond as I tried to process the gall of this young woman who continued saying:
“You should also consider smiling less. When you do, your wrinkles pop out along with the ones on your dried-up forehead!”

She didn’t even give me a chance to respond as she said, “Thanks for the call, grandma. OUR MAN has been good to me for the past four years. Gotta go, meeting him in a few. Cheerio!” The phone went silent, and her words were a confirmation that my husband was off to meet her.
I was both furious and heartbroken to hear the truth. What I thought was a happy marriage was all a lie. I couldn’t help but cry as it all sank in. Despite the pain, I knew I had to rise from these ashes, stronger and more determined.

The decision to divorce my husband of fifteen years was agonizing but necessary. But I couldn’t just walk away—not without ensuring they understood the gravity of their actions! My revenge? It was calculated and cold and would change our lives forever!
On the day of my payback, I indulged in a small act of kindness towards myself. I had a piece of decadent chocolate to uplift my mood. With the chocolate melting on my tongue, I drove to Steven’s workplace.
What was going to be super sweet about my revenge was that I knew my ex-husband cherished his job, especially after getting the promotion he’d always wanted.