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After that time, my husband and Amber openly flaunted their affair in front of me.
I served them like a maid, even having to wash their dirty clothes.
I overheard several times when Amber brought up divorce while they were having sex. I don’t know if it was because of Rachel’s durian connection, but my husband kept his mouth shut and never mentioned divorce.
Amber had completely moved in, and I, the legal wife, became the laughingstock of the neighborhood.
Amber’s mother urged me to divorce every day. Amber provoked me and made trouble, getting my husband to “discipline” me. Seeing me swallow my anger without daring to fight back, my husband reveled in it, occasionally kicking me or slapping me across the face.
When he was in the mood, Amber would pull my hair and my husband wanted to have us both in bed at once, When I resisted, it angered him and he beat me black and blue.
Amber seemed a bit frightened, seeing my husband’s domestic violence for the first time in its full brutality.
She timidly hugged my husband and acted coy. I could clearly see the excitement flashing in my husband’s eyes at her fear of him. I dragged my numb, kicked legs and slowly left the room.
“Damn worthless bitch, ungrateful!”
Before the door closed, my husband cursed. I didn’t cry. I was used to the physical pain.
It’s okay, it won’t be much longer.
Soon, Rachel said they were running low on durians. If my husband only wanted small amounts, they’d have to save the supply for other customers.
Unable to make money, my husband became anxious. He had bragged after making some money, and everyone on Facebook knew he was getting rich and about to become a big boss. He had even planned to just be a middleman and take a cut without doing the work himself.
A few days later, Rachel sent a video of seemingly endless orchards.
Besides durian trees, there were other tropical fruits that were all expensive in the US.
She said she was going to buy thousands of acres of local orchards. Considering he was my husband, she asked if he was interested in investing for a share of the profits,
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I don’t know what else they discussed after that. My husband only mentioned to me a few times that his big chance to get rich had finally
come!‘
Because of this, he even kicked Amber out. Amber and her mother came to make a scene, but my husband threw $5,000 at them to make
them leave.
“Bah, divorced leftovers dare to come ask my son for money. You’ve already been sold to our family!”
When my mother–in–law learned that Amber and her mother had come demanding money, she angrily went to their door and cursed them out.
Her insults were too vile. Angered, Amber and her mother opened the door and got into a physical fight with my mother–in–law. I heard it from upstairs but didn’t go down to help.
My mother–in–law was no match for the two of them. She came back with a battered face. I had taken my daughter out early to avoid it, only returning in the evening before my husband got home.
Because of the investment with Ráchel, my mother–in–law prepared to take her anger out on me that night, but my husband unusually protected me for once.
The investment in Rachel’s orchards required a minimum of $250,000. Any less and you couldn’t buy shares.
My husband chain–smoked late into the night. The next day, he listed the car we bought when we got married for sale online.
His parents‘ life savings of $60,000 plus the money earned from selling durians recently came to about $250,000.
My husband was persuaded to go inspect the orchards in person. Before leaving, he video chatted with Rachel.
“Rachel, wow you’re so beautiful now I hardly recognize you. You look nothing like before!”
I exclaimed in surprise as the video connected, seeing the exquisitely beautiful girl on the other end.
My husband thought I was exaggerating a bit, not realizing I truly didn’t recognize this Rachel.
Rachel’s expression changed slightly, but she smiled brightly and said she was wearing makeup, and that she spent thousands every day on
beauty treatments. So of course she looked quite different from before.
I didn’t expose her lie. Instead, I lavishly praised the luxurious room visible behind her in the video.
Rachel’s voice was sweet and gentle, almost coquettish as she greeted my husband: “Hi Jack! No wonder Ava fell for you – you’re so
handsome!”
My husband grinned from ear to ear, his eyes practically trying to dive through the phone screen.
In reality, this was the first time he had ever seen such a beautiful and sexy woman as Rachel.
“Jack, is this house under your names?” Rachel asked.
