My Husband Wants to Throw Me Out for His Beloved Concubine, But Without Me, the Whole Household Would Die!

I knew my husband had a favored mistress outside the household,

but while my grandfather was alive,

he never brought the woman home.

The moment the old Duke passed away, he eagerly brought her and their child before me,

and immediately demanded a divorce.

"Ten years, and you still haven't given me a single child. What right do you have to stay here?"

To drive me out, he rummaged through my room and found some fortune-telling tools, then accused me of being a fraud.

He burned my compass,

smashed my tortoise shell,

and shattered my protective mirror.

He even planned to flog me in front of everyone in the household,

just to assert his new wife's authority.

I said nothing. I looked at the divorce papers and quietly asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"You used those things to win my grandfather's trust and get into the marquis's residence. You won't fool me!"

I took the divorce papers and murmured, "Very well. Our contract ends here, too. I no longer need to protect this household."

He didn't know that the old Duke had hired me to be the fated one who warded off disaster. As long as I remained, the household was safe.

The moment the whip fell, lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky.

Their retribution had begun.