Chapter 3: The Secret That Destroyed the Herrera Family
Three days later, Diego filed for divorce.
Not because he regretted hurting me.
Because he wanted my apartment.
His lawyer actually demanded half of my property.
The property I had purchased years before meeting him.
Teresa sat beside him in court wearing a smug smile.
Until I placed the envelope on the table.
The room became silent.
The judge opened the documents.
Teresa's face turned white.
Diego looked confused.
"What is that?"
I slid the DNA report toward him.
His hands started shaking.
"No..."
Teresa immediately stood up.
"That's fake!"
But the bank records were real.
The signatures were real.
The letters were real.
For thirty-five years she had hidden an affair.
The wealthy Herrera fortune belonged to Ricardo's bloodline.
And Diego wasn't part of it.
Everything exploded at once.
Relatives turned against Teresa.
Lawyers reopened inheritance cases.
Several properties were frozen.
The family empire began collapsing under investigations.
Then came the final blow.
The hospital security footage.
The footage clearly showed Teresa deliberately throwing the boiling stew at me.
And Diego striking me afterward.
The judge stared at them.
Neither could explain what everyone had just seen.
For the first time since our wedding, I watched fear enter their eyes.
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Real fear.
The kind they had spent years creating in other people.
