My Wife Betrayed Me for Her Brother, Only to Become His Toy — Novel

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In a world where love can turn bitter with a single custard pie, Noah Griffin finds himself at a crossroads after ten years of marriage. The seemingly small act of betrayal by his wife, Cindy, unleashes a storm of emotions, pushing him to declare a divorce in front of shocked family and friends. What could drive a man to such extremes, especially when their bond was once celebrated as ideal?

As tensions rise and accusations fly, Noah’s cold heart clashes with Cindy’s desperate pleas, revealing the cracks in their seemingly perfect relationship. With family loyalties tested and a past filled with sacrifices, the stakes of their conflict spiral beyond personal grievances. Can love withstand the weight of betrayal, or is it simply a matter of time before the truth fractures them further?

With a looming court date and the threat of public humiliation, Noah must navigate the chaos while grappling with his own feelings. Is there any way back from this precipice, or has he truly lost everything he once cherished? Dive into a tale of passion, resentment, and the complexities of love, where every choice could lead to salvation or ruin.

My Wife Betrayed Me for Her Brother, Only to Become His ToyChapter 1

After ten years together, this was the first time my wife ignored my egg allergies and bought a custard pie. I couldn't sleep all night because of it.

The next day, when I went to my father-in-law's house to deliver Thanksgiving gifts, I announced a divorce in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

My wife then threw a plate of food directly in my face and shouted angrily, "Just because I bought the wrong pie, you're asking for a divorce? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"

Ignoring the vegetable soup splattered across my face, I replied coldly, "Haven't you always said in your dreams that a man who eats custard pie has taste?"

"Now I'm granting your wish!"

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"Noah Griffin!"

"Do you still have a conscience?"

"We've been together for ten years and you're divorcing me just because those custard pies didn't suit your taste?"

Cindy's voice cracked with fury, her eyes already red and brimming with tears.

"What's wrong? Isn't once enough?"

I gave a cold laugh, flinging the prepared divorce papers at her. "Sign it. We're going to the city hall today."