The Shocking Truth Unveiled: My Husband Wants to Kill Me

Luke said this and gently kissed my cheek, looking like the perfect husband, which was disgusting. "I don't agree. The transfer fee is so high. It's better to open another one in your name." Luke, who was about to get angry, showed a thoughtful expression. At this time, he didn't have many crooked thoughts. He just thought he should have money in his hands and wanted to trick me into signing the transfer contract. Seeing his hesitation, I knew there was definitely a chance. Before he could think too much, I continued. "Honey, I want to open a beauty salon. As the saying goes, the money from women and children is the easiest to earn. In one day, the turnover could be tens of thousands, higher than the profit of our small company. And you know so many wealthy people. Just introduce a few, and we won't have to worry about making money." Seeing his thoughtful expression, I knew he was tempted. I continued to persuade him vigorously, finally making him give up his previous idea. Luke was actually very smart, but all his cleverness was focused on crooked ways. He knew nothing about business. I was in charge of all the company's operations and decisions. He was just a nominal president. He indeed stopped worrying about the company transfer and happily discussed the preparation of the salon with me. Looking at this shortsighted man, I wondered what I saw in him in the first place. I also wondered how foolish I was in my past life to be easily deceived by his sweet words.

The issue of the company transfer was lightly brushed aside. While I was busy setting up the beauty salon for Luke, I was secretly transferring the marital assets. In this lifetime, I not only wanted to ruin Luke's reputation but also leave him penniless. The plan proceeded smoothly and finally reached the second turning point of my past life. Recalling the past events, I casually mentioned one day. "It seems like there's a campus recruitment coming up. Honey, you and HR should go and find a pretty girl for the office. She'll make a nice front." Recently, Luke had been enthusiastically busy with the salon, and he initially looked unwilling. But as soon as he heard the words "pretty girl," his eyes clearly lit up. I sneered where he couldn't see, ready to watch a good show. The campus recruitment time arrived quickly. I didn't ask much, but when I saw the secretary from my past life, I knew things hadn't changed. This girl was named Sofia Perez, the campus queen of Ghana University. She hadn't intended to come to our small factory, but Luke fell in love with her at first sight and lured her in with a high salary. She had a handsome boyfriend, but since they were both fresh graduates, he wasn't as wealthy or generous as Luke, so Luke successfully won her over. Sofia was reluctant to give up her handsome boyfriend but also wanted a more materialistic life. Eventually, her boyfriend discovered that she was with a wealthy man. The old me, deeply in love with Luke, foolishly handled this matter when the two of them hid away. No matter how excessive the boy's words were, I insisted that my husband had repented and cut ties with this girl. It cost a large sum of money to make the boy give up his plans to cause trouble. Now that I think about it, it was really foolish.

This time, I would not only help this boy blow the matter up but also make it widely known. The plan in my mind proceeded methodically, and I couldn't relax on gathering evidence of Luke's affair. The beauty salon was opened during this time, and thanks to Luke's debauchery, the salon's revenue was considerable every month. Once the salon was on track, Luke began subtly hinting that he wanted to take over the salon's business entirely. I pretended to trust him and stopped managing the salon's affairs, turning my attention back to the company. Watching the money in the salon's backend gradually decrease, I knew the first step of my plan to leave him penniless had begun. I deliberately made myself busy to create time for them. I not only made the company go public early but also used tactics to take the remaining few shares Luke had. To avoid suspicion, I had the finance department transfer his entitled money from the company account to him every month, confusing Luke. I secretly installed real-time pinhole cameras in every corner of the house. I watched the home surveillance daily, but Luke never brought anyone home. Just when I thought there was a flaw in the plan, I finally saw them in the act on the surveillance. This scumbag not only brought Sofia home but also had her wear my pajamas and mess around on our marital bed. The entire scene in the surveillance was obscene and filthy. After discovering this, I went on a business trip and never returned home. Thinking of those two scumbags tangling on my marital bed, I couldn't bring myself to sleep with Luke again. Out of sight, out of mind. Luke thought I hadn't noticed and grew bolder, bringing Sofia home more frequently and trying new tricks. I didn't act immediately but made thorough preparations. Luke loved his reputation and falsely accused me of infidelity. Let everyone see who the real shameless one was! Coincidentally, a company partner was sending us some specialties. I deliberately wrote the wrong address, sending them to our home. To ensure the plan went smoothly, I sent him out on an errand. I hid a full box of specialties in our bedroom, ready to stage a good show. That day, the company held a small fun competition, but after it ended, we suddenly found the gifts were insufficient. I sent away the assistant who reported it and turned on the home surveillance. Watching the two disheveled people, I couldn't help but sigh. This was perfect timing and opportunity. I instructed the assistant to prepare a car and have him accompany me home to move things. Then I frantically thought. Having just one employee see it wasn't stimulating enough. The more people who knew, the better. I called the office. I had them gather the company's middle and senior management for an emergency video meeting and told the assistant to drive faster, fearing we'd be late. After stopping the car, I had the assistant point the phone at me, talking about the company while opening the door and walking directly into our bedroom. "What are you doing?" I pretended to be furious and shouted loudly. I didn't forget to secretly move aside, letting the phone capture the exciting scene on the bed.