Part 1My Ex-Husband's Brother Is Now My Husband

My Brother-in-Law's Divorce Was My Doing

I didn't do much, just sent him screenshots of his wife Emily's intimate SnapChat conversations with my husband.

After all, he had been faithful to Emily for years, not touching me once in three years. I had to help them be together.

I didn't want to continue being the victim of a sham marriage.

I was there the day all hell broke loose at their house, with the four of us gathered together.

My brother-in-law Charles was adamant about getting a divorce. Emily was crying her eyes out, looking so pitiful that if I were a man, I'd want to comfort her.

So my husband Jason, being a real man's man, was heartbroken for her. He was practically kneeling at Emily's feet, ready to slap himself silly just to make her smile.

Tsk tsk, true love conquers all.

My brother-in-law Charles was being so heartless, Jason couldn't stand it. He shouted at Charles:

"Emily is such a wonderful woman, look how much you've made her cry. How can you be so cruel and still blame her?"

Charles, being a man of sound mind, was understandably angry.

He said, "Jason, you still remember she's your sister-in-law!"

Confronted by her own husband, this dog who had slept with his sister-in-law was surprisingly brazen, not backing down at all as he argued: "She's your wife. Have you fulfilled your duties as a husband? Look at how long you've been away from home. You're gone for two or three months at a time on business trips, never around. When Emily was alone at home, tired and crying, where were you as her husband?"

He spoke so well that if you ignored their relationship, you'd think he had a point.

I went up and slapped him. If I didn't speak up now, he'd truly forget I existed.

I stood up and said, "So you took care of her all the way into my brother-in-law's bed!? How come I don't see Charles taking care of me when I've been celibate for so long in my marriage?"

That scumbag immediately exploded, turning his anger towards me. He said I was clearly not a decent woman, that he had married me before because I seemed sensible. Who knew I would cause such drama now.

He even said: "I truly regret marrying you. I'm completely disappointed in you."

What a hypocrite.

He could care for another woman to the point of being caught in bed with her and consider it normal.

But when I simply exposed the truth, he accused me of causing drama.

The scumbag continued earnestly: "Samantha, be sensible. I only made a mistake that any sympathetic man would make. How is that unforgivable?! You're a woman too, Emily is so pitiful, can't you put yourself in her shoes?"

Honestly, when I first caught them in bed together, I admit that besides anger and hatred, I also felt a sense of relief.

For three years of marriage, this trash had used the excuse of impotence to avoid sleeping with me. I tried to be an "understanding" wife.

Seeing this dog cheat made me angry, but I also felt I no longer had to be understanding, no longer had to feel guilty for wanting a real man while my husband was "impotent".

"To hell with your 'be sensible'. If you pity Emily so much, why didn't you do something earlier? Why did you marry me instead of asking your brother to let you two be together? Did I force you to marry me? Weren't you the one who pursued me relentlessly saying you'd marry no one but me?"

I wasn't done cursing: "If you wanted to sleep with Emily, why the fuck did you get married?"

He did want to marry Emily. But Emily thought Charles was better and refused to divorce him. Jason only married me because he was pressured to get married at that age. After marriage, to show he only loved Emily, he told me he was impotent and even stayed chaste.

There was no man in the world more despicable than him.

Now enraged by my words, the scumbag raised his hand to slap me, his eyes red with anger.

There was a loud "smack", and I froze in shock. The slap didn't land on my face. Charles had stepped in front of me, taking the hit.

Charles sternly scolded him: "Jason, you should be thankful you're my brother. If anyone else dared to cuckold me, I'd take their life!"

Jason was stunned for a moment, instinctively calling out "Brother."

Taking advantage of his daze, I slapped him hard across the face: "You're worse than an animal, you disgusting dog. Every second with you makes me sick."

"Rest assured, not only will Charles and Emily divorce. I'm divorcing you too. I promise to let you scumbags be together forever, fulfilling your earth-shattering love."

With that, I immediately went home and locked the door. Whatever happened next with Charles and Emily's divorce negotiations or Jason's attempts to persuade me was none of my business.

That night Jason knocked on the door, but I didn't open it. He kept knocking for over ten minutes until the neighbors came out to yell at him before he left.

But I never expected Emily's mother to come make a scene at my company the next day.