After I Had My Husband Locked Up, I Got a Happy Ending with My Best Guy Friend

[About this novel: 1. Marriage boundaries, emotional manipulation, and female awakening. 2. Revenge and healing unfold in parallel: oppressive at first, brighter later. 3. Not a wish-fulfillment story. The heroine has a full emotional journey from enduring in silence to fighting back.]

When my marriage turned out to be a plot to take everything I owned, I decided to add one more life-or-death clause to the divorce agreement.

For seven years of marriage, I had been a “good, understanding” wife.

Until I had a fever of 39 degrees and called my husband, only for his “female buddy” to answer: “Shi Yu's in the shower. What do you want?”

Until I discovered that he had bought me a high-value life insurance policy, with himself as the sole beneficiary.

Until I pulled up the dashcam footage and saw that, three years earlier, before the “accidental” car crash, he had met with the driver who caused it.

Only then did I realize this marriage had been a scheme from the very beginning.

He married me for my family's wealth.

He kept our marriage secret so he could flirt with his “female buddy.”

He killed my parents so he could take everything I owned.

Now it was my turn.

Fine. I'd be “understanding” to the very end.

You want to play games with blurred boundaries? I'll play along.

You can sleep with your group of brothers, with your female buddy among them. I've got my male best friend, who's watched over me for ten years.

You want my life? I'll make sure you lose your reputation and spend the rest of your life behind bars.

This is a war over boundaries, betrayal, and being reborn.

When I finally threw the evidence in his face, he begged me with red-rimmed eyes. “Xiaoxiao, I love you. I really did love you.”

I smiled. “You only ever loved scheming.”

And the man who had waited ten years asked me softly outside the courtroom, “Can I hold your hand now?”