Devastated, I called my best friend Lily, who quickly discovered Ethan visiting another woman. With Lily’s urging, I hired a private investigator, Lydia, who uncovered the truth: Ethan had married me for my inheritance, siphoning money for years to support another family. Worse, he had sabotaged my fertility treatments.

I confronted Ethan with the evidence and served him divorce papers. Two weeks later, the divorce was finalized. I kept the house, the businesses, and most importantly, my son, Liam.

As I rocked him to sleep, I whispered, “I’ll make sure you always know your worth.”