She Was Just a Housewife—Until He Left Her. Then She Taught Him a Lesson He’d Never Forget. When Nicky heard what her husband said, she could hardly believe her ears. “Divorce? John, tell me you’re not serious! And what did you just say? You want a fair share?” she shouted, shaking in her chair. John stood in front of her with a smug smile on his face. He looked pleased with himself. “Oh, Nicky, come on. You had to see this coming. We both know it’s over. There’s no spark,

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