Divorcing My Husband Over a Harassment Message

My husband and I were in a passionate embrace when his phone suddenly rang.

He pushed me away without hesitation, and I snatched the phone from his hand angrily. It was a message from his sister-in-law.

[Henry, my mastopathy is acting up again. What should I do? My breasts hurt so much.]

It was followed by a picture of her in sexy lingerie.

That was when I lost my temper.

"Your sister-in-law is such a shameless woman! How could she share such a picture with you in the middle of the night? How dare she harass you like this after your brother's passing?!"

Henry kicked me out of bed. "Stop being petty and vicious, Tessa! My brother's death has been a huge blow for her. What's wrong with me showing her concern as family when she's sick?”

"Have you any idea how disappointed I am with you? Apologize right now, or I'll divorce you!"

In all our years of marriage, Henry would always threaten me with divorce because I was the one who courted him for five years before finally marrying him.

He felt that I would never be able to leave him, but this time, I had lost all hope in him. I did not want him anymore.

It was not long before Ivy Lambert made a video call to Henry Garner.

Henry put on his clothes right away and walked toward the balcony as he started showering her with concern. "You should put on more clothes, Ivy. You know how weak your body is.”

"Be good. You'll stop hurting once I give you a massage. I'll make you chicken noodle soup to warm you up and nourish you tomorrow. Be good and go to sleep, okay?" Henry spoke with tenderness and patience.

The more I listened to him, the worse I felt. Henry would always be impatient when it came to me, and it hurt even worse to hear him promising to cook for Ivy. I held back my tears as I sent my billionaire father a message.

[I'm getting a divorce, Dad. I'll do what you want and go into an alliance marriage with the Langstons. I'm willing to take over the family business.]

My father replied very quickly. [That's my girl! You should have listened to me earlier. Why must you suffer like this? It's been hard on you all this time. Your mother and I miss you very much. Come home and have a good rest. Don't worry. I've gotten my secretary to handle everything for you.]

I could not hold back my tears as they fell onto my phone screen while reading my father's message. My parents had always doted and pampered me since young, but I suffered tremendously when I was with Henry.

Henry was chatting happily with Ivy when I turned to look at him, and all he did was ignore me. I quietly clenched my fists. This was the last time I would be hurt by Henry.

"What's the point of