After fifteen years of marriage, I overheard my husband confessing to a friend that he stayed with me only to avoid child support. The betrayal hit me like a storm. That night, I smiled through dinner, but inside, I was planning my next move.
I hired the toughest divorce attorney, gathering proof of his lies—secret purchases, messages, even an engagement ring for someone else.
In court, our kids spoke truth about his absence. The judge awarded me full custody, the house, and spousal support.
He thought staying married would save him money. Instead, he lost everything and now pays more than he ever imagined.
As I left the courthouse with my children, I told them, “We’ll be free.” And we truly are.
