I met Victoria on a bus tour. I used to travel alone a lot, so bus tours were the best option for me. Then she sat down next to me, we started talking, joking, and then continued our communication. We became a couple.
Only later did I find out that my Victoria had a legal husband, but she assured me that they were no longer married, but he did not want to give her consent to divorce because then they would have to share an apartment. When I was offended that she hadn’t told me the truth at the beginning of the relationship, she promised me that she would give the apartment to him so that we could be together.
We started living together and everything would have been fine, but her parents and friends visited us so often that I couldn’t breathe freely. I talked to her about it, and she happily agreed not to invite them anymore and to spend all her free time with me. I was over the moon that I was so understood and loved.
Viktoriia had her own beauty salon, so money was not a problem for her, or so it seemed to me. We were living in my apartment, it was stupid to plan children at our age, so we just enjoyed ourselves.
When we got married, I decided to offer to register her in my apartment. It seemed like the right thing to do, because she had given up her apartment to her husband to be with me, so it was the least I could do. And our relationship was going great, she was not jealous of me, she gave me freedom, helped me, supported me, so later I started giving her all my money as a family budget.
Later, everything turned upside down. It all happened when my Viktoriia went to the shower and left her phone in the bedroom. It started ringing and an unfamiliar number came up. Without thinking twice, I decided to pick up the phone because I was convinced that someone from our mutual acquaintance was calling. Before I could even say a word, a man’s rough voice came from the other end of the phone: “Honey.”
I quickly hung up and started reading the correspondence with this “stranger”. He was her lover, but he was not the only one… She also had correspondence with a lawyer, where they mentioned her previous husband, from whom she had taken half of the apartment and said that she would do the same to me
