As Derek stood there, looking completely stunned, the room filled with a thick, awkward silence. The woman who had accompanied him, his new wife, was clearly shaken as she tried to piece together what was unfolding before her eyes. Her confidence seemed to falter as she glanced between Derek and me, her expression a blend of confusion and disbelief.
For a moment, I allowed myself to revel in the irony. The man who had abandoned me in my most vulnerable moment was now facing the consequences of his actions. He had assumed he could walk away without repercussions, believing I was powerless and destitute. But the reality was far from what he had imagined.
I took a deep breath, absorbing the sight of Derek’s face, now drained of color. It was a look I would never forget—a mix of betrayal, regret, and the realization that he had underestimated the woman he once called his wife.
