My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 56

I coldly glared at Zack and questioned, "Do you even know that we're married now? You're committing adultery while we're still married!"

Before Zack could say anything, Bella jumped in, her voice shrill, "What do you mean 'adultery'? You're the mistress here!"

She screeched, "Besides, what's the big deal if a man has a few women outside? When you were with him, I didn't interfere with you, did I?"

I was stunned. I didn't know what era I was in anymore.

Lena watched the drama unfold and came over to try to hold my arm.

I stepped back in disgust, fearing she might touch me.

Lena didn't mind at all and casually tossed her hair, smiling, "Nat, we're good sisters, and so are me and Bella. You two are both good, so let's all get along in the future."

Zack nodded, giving her an approving look.

Then he turned to me, speaking as if he was doing me a favor, "After all, we're married now. I'll let you have the bigger role in the future."

Furious, I grabbed a vase and threw it at them.

Screaming at the top of my lungs, I yelled, "Divorce!!!"

Zack dodged it and then smiled at me condescendingly, "If you want a divorce, fine, but don't pretend I'm the one who can't leave. I have no money but I have my life."

I stared at him, silent.

Bella's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "That's not going to happen. We've had a good time, a fine young man married you, and now you say you want a divorce?"

She shamelessly added, "Divorce settlement: 50,000."

I took out my phone and transferred the money to her without hesitation.

She's foolish, but Zack isn't.

First, he scolded Bella, then grabbed her phone and transferred the money to his account.

After that, he swiftly got dressed, standing above me and looking down, "Let's go, divorce."

At 9 o'clock, "married," at 1 o'clock, "divorce."

Before the divorce, he took out an agreement.

The general content was that after the divorce, I wouldn't be able to ask for the money back.

I gladly agreed. After all, the money wasn't mine.

Bella still hadn't deleted the video on her account.

Every day, more people were insulting me online.

I didn't care.

I didn't try to use any connections to suppress it.

Because it was almost over. It was almost done.

Let the boomerang fly a little longer.

A week later, Zack and Bella were getting married.

Lena was the bridesmaid. Probably to provoke me.

They specially prepared an invitation and handed it to me in person.

Bella, wearing large sunglasses, smiled and handed it to me, "You have to come, you know, we wouldn't have gotten here today without you."

I smiled and replied, "Don't worry, I'll definitely come."

On the wedding day.

I made a phone call first, notifying them: "Start the operation."

The security guards rushed over to escort us out of the banquet hall.

Inside, the lights were still bright, and the sounds of music and chatter filled the air.

I wondered if the bride and groom could still manage to smile through it all.

In a good mood, I returned home, eagerly anticipating the next act in the drama.

As expected, the video quickly went viral online.

It became the center of everyone's attention.

Public opinion did a complete 180. Those who had previously insulted me were now turning their ire on Zack, Bella, and Lena.

The three of them were ruthlessly criticized, their dirty laundry exposed for all to see.

The next day, I was at home in the apartment that Zack and I had shared, waiting for him.

I knew he would come. He had nowhere else to turn.

Sure enough, at 8 p.m., Zack staggered in, covered in bruises and injuries.

The moment he saw me, he knelt down with a "thud."

"Wife, please, help me," he said, tears streaming down his face. "I heard that your family is wealthy and has connections. Please help me through this crisis."

I pretended to be surprised, looking at him in confusion. "Help you with what?"

Zack pulled out a huge stack of IOUs from his pocket.

But when I saw how many there were, I was truly shocked.

No wonder he didn't question why I had tricked him into signing the papers and pressing his thumbprint.

It seemed his debts were so numerous they couldn't be counted.