After three years of marriage, Xu Ya said I was a useless freeloader.
On the day we divorced, she brought her new man home and forced me to sign the papers.
I agreed.
She thought I was leaving with nothing, stripped of everything.
But she had no idea:
The loan shark debt she had secretly taken out in my name had only stayed quiet for three months because I kept it that way.
The ace up her new lover's sleeve, his five-times leveraged position, had already been in my hands for three days.
After signing, I stood up and looked at her.
"Xu Ya, you'd better pray that your new man is still answering your calls by nine-thirty tomorrow morning."
That night, I received an anonymous package.
After opening it, I decided to take back what I'd just said: "I agree."
