I never imagined that my life would take such a dramatic turn. Everything I had built my marriage upon was a lie. My trust in Maxim, my husband, had been absolute. Yet, I uncovered a betrayal so deep that it shattered my world. But I wasn’t going to let him and his mother get away with it. They would regret their actions.

It all began with small, seemingly insignificant events. A favorite cup disappeared, followed by my sapphire earrings, and then a silk scarf. When I called Maxim to ask about these strange occurrences, he dismissed my concerns with a chuckle, calling me forgetful. At the same time, he continued pressuring me to mortgage my apartment for a business investment. I refused, sensing something wasn’t right.

Before leaving for a vacation, I installed cameras around the apartment. I needed answers. Little did I know, those cameras would reveal the truth that would change my life.

On vacation, while enjoying the beach, I checked the camera feed and saw something shocking. My mother-in-law, Valentina, entered the apartment with Maxim, who was supposed to be on duty. What followed left me speechless. They casually discussed pressuring me to take out a loan, mocking me as “a fool” who was easy to manipulate. Then, a woman I didn’t recognize, Alina, appeared with two children, calling Maxim “Dad.”

Their plan was clear: marry me, gain control of my assets, and discard me when I was no longer useful. Fueled by anger and betrayal, I decided to take action.

I sold the apartment to an old classmate, Semyon, and prepared to leave. Maxim returned home to find the locks changed, his mother’s clothes discarded, and himself evicted. He also discovered that the shampoo I left behind had turned his hair bright red—a final touch to my revenge.

As I sipped coffee on the train, leaving my old life behind, I felt an overwhelming sense of freedom. Maxim and his mother underestimated me, but they wouldn’t forget the lesson I had taught them. Revenge, after all, is best served cold.