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I Refuse to Be My Husband’s Backup Plan—I’m a Human, Not a Bank Account

Life has a strange way of showing you people’s true colors when you least expect it. I thought I had seen everything, but I was wrong.

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After 13 years of marriage, my husband told me he had “fallen out of love” and that he wanted to divorce. He had already talked to a lawyer before even telling me.

Things haven’t been great between us for about a year. I knew deep down that we were biding our time. So, it didn’t come as a surprise and, honestly, I wasn’t even upset.

But then, out of nowhere, last month, he started acting like the sweetest man alive. He was affectionate, sending me little texts, bringing me coffee, trying to hold my hand like we were newlyweds. I thought maybe he had a change of heart.

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Yesterday, my lawyer called me about the divorce papers. She casually mentioned the inheritance my grandfather had left me. I didn’t know what to say. I hadn’t even seen the documents yet, but somehow, it was already listed in the filings. That meant my husband knew weeks before I did.

And suddenly, everything clicked. His fake affection wasn’t love. It was strategy. He wanted to make sure he had a better shot at my inheritance when the divorce went through. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil. I can’t even explain my anger with words.

Now I’m done playing along. I’m letting the divorce move forward, and I’m making sure my inheritance stays protected. I feel disgusted that he thought he could trick me into falling for his act.

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It hurts to realize someone you shared your life with could be this manipulative, but at least now I know the truth. Part of me wants to go see and confront him, tell him that I know about his disgusting plans. But is it better to just leave it and continue with the divorce without saying a word?

Source: brightside.me

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