— Are you absolutely sure nothing is needed? — Lena repeated her question, striving to be as attentive as possible.
— Oh, come on, everything’s there! — Dmitry replied, his voice laced with a hint of irritation.
Lena felt his tone slightly sting her, but she decided not to pay attention. Lately, her husband had indeed become more irritable, but she didn’t want to create unnecessary conflicts because of it. She had always been an accommodating person, preferring to avoid scandals. Her mother often told her, “You’ll be a wonderful wife — patient and compliant.” And Lena truly tried to follow those words, swallowing her grievances and adapting to Dmitry.
Today she had decided to delight her beloved with something special. She would have baked fish with lemon and rosemary, and for dessert, prepared a dish from her mother-in-law’s recipe that he adored. All the ingredients were already purchased, and she was standing at the checkout when she suddenly realized: her wallet had been left at home.
Lena exhaled heavily, running her hand through her hair in irritation. She quickly pulled out her phone to call her husband. Maybe he would agree to meet her halfway. But the call went unanswered. She had to ask the cashier to watch over her purchases, and she ran back.
When she opened the door, ready to grab her wallet, some strange sound made her freeze on the threshold. Dmitry was on the line, and what she heard literally knocked the ground from under her feet.
— Yes, I planned everything down to the last detail, — he said confidently. — I’ve already transferred the apartment. Now all that’s left is to transfer the money.
Lena stood rooted to the spot, her heart pounding so hard it seemed it might burst out of her chest. She instinctively leaned against the doorframe, trying to maintain her balance. Transferred the apartment? Transferred the money? What did that mean?
— Of course, there’s a risk, — Dmitry continued, — but what else is there? Lena would never suspect a thing. She’s so submissive, always swallowing everything.
Each of his words felt like a knife strike. Lena felt a lump rising in her throat. How could he speak about her like that? They had always lived in peace and harmony. She had given him all her heart, her life… And him? She still couldn’t believe that something real was happening, not just a figment of her imagination.
— By the way, about your proposal, — Dmitry changed his tone, his voice now softer. — After all this, we could finally go to Italy, just as you’ve long dreamed. I can just imagine us strolling through Rome. Just don’t forget to bring a beautiful dress. You’ll really need it there.
Lena closed her eyes, trying to cope with the overwhelming emotions. His voice, filled with joy and plans that clearly didn’t include her, seemed to come from another world.
Lena remained motionless, eavesdropping on her husband’s conversation with that woman. She was torn between the urge to run away and the need to burst in and vent all her indignation. But when Dmitry finished the conversation, she suddenly snapped out of that strange state.
Carefully stepping back from the door, Lena hid around the corner of the corridor, trying not to make a sound. Her heart still pounded wildly. Thoughts swirled in her mind: Should she storm in and create a scandal? Or remain silent to figure out exactly what he had planned? But how could she stay silent after such betrayal?
The door creaked open, and Dmitry appeared in the corridor. Lena watched him from her hiding spot. He passed by without even noticing her presence and disappeared into the living room. When his footsteps faded, she cautiously emerged from her hiding place. She needed time to process what she had heard.
Slipping out onto the street, Lena began to wander aimlessly. The idea of going back to pick up her wallet now seemed absurd. In the end, she found herself in a small square, where she sat on a bench and buried her face in her hands. What was Dmitry planning? Why did he act that way? And most importantly — how should she respond?
She took out her phone, intending to call someone, but froze. Who could she turn to? Friends might sympathize, but what help could they offer? Her parents? She didn’t want to upset them, and explaining everything would be too complicated. After all, they had been together for so many years… And now, was he simply going to leave her?
In the end, Lena decided to call her best friend, Katya. Katya immediately sensed that something serious had happened.
— Lena, are you crying? — Katya asked, worried.
— Not anymore… — Lena replied, recounting everything that had occurred.
Katya suggested meeting up. After talking with her friend, Lena felt a bit better. She headed home, but on the bus, anxiety returned. Opening her banking app, she checked their joint account and noticed that the balance had indeed decreased.
— Fine then, — she muttered to herself. — You want to play games? Let’s play.
When Lena returned home, Dmitry immediately began questioning her:
— Where have you been all day? I’ve been here starving!
After closing the door, Lena placed her bag on the table and began unpacking the groceries.
— I decided to drop by Tanya’s, — she answered calmly.
— Wonderful! Husband’s starving while the wife flits from friend to friend, — Dmitry grumbled as he returned to the television.
Lena continued cooking, though inside she was boiling with anger. “I can’t leave things as they are,” she thought. The main thing was to keep her composure and learn more about his plans.
The next day, Lena took the day off, claiming she wasn’t feeling well. In reality, she began a thorough investigation. She sifted through all of her husband’s documents, checked his computer, and found an email exchange with a lawyer. It turned out that Dmitry had been discussing divorce details and planning the division of their assets for a long time.
“How long has he been planning all this?” Lena bitterly thought. She photographed all the documents she found and saved the email exchanges. Then she contacted another lawyer, using the contacts provided by Katya.
While her husband was at work, Lena gathered all the necessary papers and began preparing for the divorce. Now she knew she had to act quickly and decisively to protect her interests.
Lena remained motionless, frozen between the desire to run away and the need to burst in immediately and express all her feelings. But as soon as Dmitry ended his conversation, she snapped out of her trance.
Carefully stepping back from the door, Lena slipped around the corridor’s corner, trying not to make a sound. Her heart was still pounding like crazy. Her thoughts raced: Should she storm in and cause a scene? Or should she stay calm and find out what exactly he had planned? But how could she stay silent after such betrayal?
The door creaked open, and Dmitry appeared in the corridor. From her hiding place, Lena watched him pass by without noticing her. As soon as his footsteps faded in the living room, she cautiously emerged. Now she needed time to digest what she had heard.
Slipping back out onto the street, Lena began wandering without thinking. Even the idea of going back for her wallet now seemed completely pointless. In the end, she found herself in a small square, where she sat on a bench and buried her face in her hands. What was Dmitry planning? Why had he acted like that? And most importantly — how should she now respond?
She took out her phone, intending to call someone, but froze. Who could she turn to? Friends might feel sorry for her, but what real help could they offer? Her parents? She didn’t want to upset them, and explaining everything would be extremely difficult. After all, they had been together for so many years… And now, was he simply going to leave her?
In the end, Lena decided to call her best friend, Katya. Katya immediately understood that something serious had happened.
— Lena, are you crying? — Katya asked worriedly.
— Not anymore… — Lena replied, recounting everything that had happened.
Katya suggested they meet up. After speaking with her friend, Lena felt a bit better. She headed home, but on the bus, anxiety returned. Opening her banking app, she checked their joint account and noticed that the balance had indeed significantly decreased.
— Fine then, — she murmured to herself. — You want to play games? Let’s play.
When Lena returned home, Dmitry immediately began interrogating her:
— Where have you been all day? I’m here starving!
After closing the door, Lena set her bag on the table and began unpacking the groceries.
— I decided to stop by Tanya’s, — she replied calmly.
— Wonderful! Husband’s starving, and wife is gallivanting around with friends, — Dmitry grumbled and went back to watching TV.
Lena continued cooking, although inside, everything was boiling with anger. “I can’t let this continue as it is,” she thought. The main thing was to keep her cool and learn more about his plans.
The next day, Lena took the day off, citing poor health. In reality, she began a thorough investigation. She went through all of her husband’s documents, checked his computer, and found an exchange with a lawyer. It turned out that Dmitry had long been discussing the details of a divorce and planning the division of their property.
“How long has he been planning all this?” Lena thought bitterly. She photographed all the documents she found and saved the email exchanges. Then she contacted another lawyer, using the contacts Katya had provided.
While her husband was at work, Lena gathered all the necessary papers and began preparing for the divorce. Now she knew that she had to act quickly and decisively to protect her interests and not let him walk away scot-free.
Lena opened a separate bank account and transferred a portion of their joint savings into it to secure herself. Then she called her parents and asked for their support. In front of her husband, however, she continued to act as inconspicuously as possible, as if nothing had changed.
But one day, she decided to deliver Dmitry an unexpected surprise.
As usual, Lena had prepared dinner. When Dima sat down at the table, she placed a folder of documents in front of him.
— What is this? — he asked grumpily.
— This is our new beginning, dear, — Lena replied with a bitter smile. — I’m filing for divorce.
Dmitry immediately paled and tried to say something, but Lena interrupted him:
— Don’t even try to justify yourself. I’m well aware of your plans. I heard your conversation with that woman and saw all your emails. You wanted to deceive me and leave me with nothing? Sorry, but that’s not going to happen.
Dmitry was utterly stunned. And Lena continued:
— Don’t think you can easily get everything from me. I’ve already hired an excellent lawyer and am ready to spend any amount so that you don’t get what you expected. We’ll divide everything equally, and none of your dreams about Italy with your mistress will come true. By the way, I have all the necessary copies of the documents.
Lena smiled sadly:
— You know, I had time to reassess everything and accept it. I would never have thought that something could go wrong between us. And you decided to give me such a “gift.” But remember: everything comes back like a boomerang.
Dmitry, as pale as a sheet, tried to object:
— Lena, wait…
— No need, Dima, — his wife coldly cut him off. — Did you really think I’d just sit and wait while you kicked me out on the street? Sorry, but you miscalculated.
— It’s all your fault! — he shouted. — You were always too boring! You drove me to it!
Lena looked at him with disdain:
— I never thought you were just a coward who couldn’t even honestly admit that you wanted to leave. Now you’ll get what you deserve. Pack your things and go.
Dmitry continued hurling insults for a long time, but Lena no longer wanted to listen. In the end, he gathered his belongings and left the apartment. Later, the court declared all his manipulations with the property illegal, and everything was divided equally. Of course, the process was not easy. Dmitry attempted to file new lawsuits several times, but each time he failed.
A few more months passed before Lena began to recover. One day, she decided to go to a friend’s birthday party — the first step back to a normal life. And that step turned out to be the right one.
There, she met a charming man. Although she had once thought that at her age it would be impossible to find new love, she decided to give herself a chance. And she never regretted it.”
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