I Was Framed as His Mistress, So I Took His Billion-Dollar Empire
Language: en
One year into my marriage, I was cornered, stripped of my clothes, and pinned against a wall. The woman turned on her phone to start a livestream, then slapped me hard across the face. "You filthy homewrecker! How dare you seduce my husband!" She had the strength of an ox. I couldn’t fight back. All I could do was cover my chest and scream in denial: "You have the wrong person! I'm married! I don’t even know your husband!" The woman sneered and threw a marriage certificate at my face. It was a certified copy of a marriage license, complete with a photo of her and my husband,…