He Said Cheating Was a habit, Fine I Swapped Grooms Chapter 08

He Said Cheating Was a habit, Fine I Swapped Grooms Chapter 08

Three more days passed. 

Thomas traveled back and forth between Bethel City and Sawyer City. 

He sent bouquets, expensive gifts, and long, rambling love 

letters, recycling every romantic trick he’d used to court me in college. 

When I ignored him, he harassed me relentlessly. 

The day my divorce hearing finally arrived. 

He sat across from me, his face pale and drawn. “Amy, please 

don’t go through with this divorce.” 

I presented every piece of evidence of his affair. My lawyer 

made concise, compelling arguments, and the judge struck the gavel. 

Divorce granted. It was the best possible outcome. 

As I walked out of the courthouse, he chased after me. “Amy, 

give me one more chance. Let me win you back. That man 

you’re with doesn’t truly love you. No one can love you the way I do!” 

I opened the car door, slid into the seat, and slammed it shut 

in one smooth motion. 

“I’m sorry, Thomas. There is no chemistry between us 

anymore. Meeting Lance taught me what a true fit feels like. I 

get it now, more than ever. Go back to Lilith. The two of you belong together.” 

His eyes reddened. 

As the car pulled away, I watched him in the rearview mirror 

-rooted to the sidewalk, growing smaller with every passing second. 

Three years. From madly in love to this bitter end. 

He stood frozen there, a ghost I was finally leaving behind. 

Meanwhile, I had already stepped into a brand–new life. 

After Thomas finally backed off, I buried myself in work. 

News about him trickled in through mutual friends. 

One afternoon, an old college classmate called me. 

Amelia, you have no idea. Thomas drinks himself into a 

stupor every night over you!” 

His scandal with Lilith went viral in local Facebook groups. 

Everyone’s dragging them through the mud.” 

His company is collapsing–twelve employees quit in a single 

day because of his mismanagement.” 

“And Lilith? It’s even worse. People dug up her past as a 

mistress to several older married men, and each new detail is 

more damning than the last.” 

“She went to Thomas demanding he take responsibility, but 

he screamed at her and punched her hard enough to crack a rib.” 

“Oh–and do you want the video of her getting beaten in 

public by one of her ex–lovers‘ wives? I’ve got clear footage.” 

I dumped my cold, stale coffee down the sink. “No thanks. 

Watching it would only make me sick.” 

My classmate asked what I was doing these days. 

I laughed and replied, “I’m running my own small trading startup. Life is good.” 

During my three–year marriage to Thomas, I’d devoted myself 

entirely to supporting him and put my own career on hold. 

Right after I hung up, a call popped up from Thomas. 

His voice sounded raw and exhausted. “Amy, you finally picked up my call.” paused for a moment. 

In all the years I’d known him. I’d never heard his voice so broken, 

Thomas, we’re divorced. Don’t call unless it’s urgent.” 

He let out a bitter, drunken laugh. “Amy… wouldn’t you come 

back to me, even if I died? How can you be so cruel?”