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Throughout the trial, Jacob sat with his head down, sorrow clouding his eyes.
Every sweet word that Wendy displayed was like a blade, cutting straight through his heart.
Suddenly, memories came flooding back.
When he had been madly in love with Wendy–I had sent him a love letter every day, filling his inbox with
admiration.
When he had promised to give all his wealth to Wendy–I had been carefully cherishing every little gift he ever gave me, unable to part with even the smallest trinket.
When he had drunkenly lamented to Wendy about fate keeping them apart–I had been at home, waiting for him,
For His First Love, My Husband Killed My Mother
gave me, unable to part with even the smallest trinket.
When he had drunkenly lamented to Wendy about fate keeping them apart–I had been at home, waiting for him, preparing a table full of his favorite dishes.
Jacob had ignored me for too long. He had overlooked the one person who loved him most.
Wendy, on the other hand, looked at the devastated Jacob from across the courtroom, her eyes brimming with triumph.
When the judge questioned him, Jacob finally lifted his head and spoke in a calm, resolute voice.
“My wife wanted a divorce, but I never signed the agreement. I love her.”
“The promises I made to Wendy were spoken in a moment of reckless passion while I was cheating. They do not
count.”
The courtroom erupted into murmurs.
Someone in the gallery whispered, “Wait… so Wendy was the mistress all along? Jacob admitted it himself!” Wendy clenched her teeth so hard she nearly shattered them.
The verdict came swiftly.
Wendy’s claim was dismissed.
The court ruled that as a third party in someone else’s marriage, her demand for property violated public morals and could not be legally upheld.
Outside the courthouse, Jacob was immediately swarmed by reporters.
Cameras flashed, microphones were shoved in his face.
A journalist asked, “Mr. Williams, do you have anything to say about today’s ruling?”
Jacob stared directly into the cameras.
Then, to everyone’s shock–he dropped to his knees.
“Juliana, I’m sorry.”
Gasps filled the air.
Jacob no longer cared about his dignity. He knelt on the pavement, tears streaming down his face, and spoke to the cameras as if speaking directly to me. “Juli, I know you can see this.”
“Whether you accept it or not, I need to apologize–I need to atone.”
“I was not a good husband. I betrayed your love. I betrayed your mother’s trust.”
His voice broke. Then, in front of the entire world, Jacob confessed everything.
He admitted to making the decision to pull my mother off life support without my consent. He admitted to helping Wendy destroy evidence, letting my mother die in injustice.
And then–he handed all the proof over to the press.
The scene outside the courthouse turned chaotic. Online discussions exploded into a frenzy. No one had expected things to take such a turn.
“So… Juliana was the real victim all along.”
“The man she loved spent years cheating on her and even played a part in her mother’s death–this is heartbreaking.”
“To those who used to insult Juliana, do you feel ashamed now?”
“While we sympathize with Juliana, we also need to make sure Wendy doesn’t get away with this.”
“Agreed. Homewreckers deserve no mercy!”
Strangers began showing up at my home, leaving flowers, gifts, and letters of apology.
pulled the curtains shut and locked my doors.
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