The Wife Who Put a Price on Every Penny

Chapter 3

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I contacted a friend who worked in cybersecurity and transferred him $40,000.

I asked him to trace every transaction in Ava’s accounts, as well as every source of money connected to her family.

At the same time, I filed a report alleging that she possessed a massive amount of unexplained wealth.

Ava worked for a government-owned corporation. Investigations into corruption were especially strict now.

She had just bought a purse worth more than $300,000, and she drove a car that cost over $1 million.

Most people showed off their wealth quietly these days.

Ava was different.

She had suddenly become rich and wanted everyone to know it. She flaunted herself however she could, and she had already made plenty of people jealous.

She used to claim that everything came from my money.

Now I was giving the authorities a chance to investigate exactly where her wealth came from.

I also used that time to gather evidence.

My friend worked quickly. He sent me the records almost immediately.

As I studied the detailed transaction history, my heart sank lower and lower.

For three years, Ava had used “supporting her parents” as an excuse to send them $5,000 every month.

Before and after every major holiday, she sent them at least $50,000.

Altogether, she had transferred more than $2 million to her parents.

She had also spent $3 million buying a house for her brother and sister-in-law.

She even purchased luxury goods under all kinds of excuses. Her sister-in-law was constantly carrying designer purses.

So she had been spending my money on her family while treating me like a criminal.

She had even made me apply for money to buy medicine.

She gave her family everything she had, yet she treated me with unbelievable cruelty.

By the time I finished reading, I was shaking with rage.

If I didn’t make her pay this time, I didn’t deserve my own name.

My friend also received some news. He worked at a bank, and after seeing that Ava’s employer had begun investigating her, he printed out the transaction records and called me.

“Ethan, did something happen to Ava?”

“Yeah. I reported her.”

He was stunned when he learned that Ava had locked away all my money.

“Ethan, have you lost your mind? You two were never equals. You married her anyway, and then handed her all your money?”

“That’s why I regret it now. I’m getting divorced.”

He was silent for a moment.

“Call me if you need anything.”

After hanging up, he transferred another $100,000 to me.

A second later, I received a message.

“I know you’re broke right now. You need your friend’s support. Don’t be shy!”

I stared at the words and started laughing.

Then I started crying.

I sat on the side of the road, laughing and crying at the same time. Passersby began giving me a wide berth.

I wiped my eyes and stood up.

That was when Ava called.

“Ethan, are you trying to destroy me? You reported me, didn’t you?”

“The authorities questioned me. Guess what? I walked away clean. You can’t do anything to me!”

I smiled.

“I have all the time in the world to fight you.”

“I already sent you the divorce papers. Do what you want.”

Ava went silent. When she spoke again, her voice was filled with disbelief.

“What did you say? You want a divorce? You’re divorcing me over a watch? You reported me and want a divorce over a watch?”

“Yes. I’m doing it over this.”

I hung up.

Then I posted everything online while her employer was investigating her.

I didn’t use her name.

I didn’t need to. Once the story went viral, someone would identify her.

**“My Government-Employee Wife Has an Addiction to Power—Even Buying Things Requires an Application!”**

The title immediately sparked a frenzy online.

I posted the request forms and approval sheets. Then I randomly selected a few of her “greatest hits.”

A $128 birthday cake.

A $98 pair of stockings.

She had even written comments beside the prices.

“Baby, the group-order cake only costs $38. Just buy that one. It’s only a birthday. You have one every year. There’s no reason to spend so much.”

“Your underwear doesn’t last long. Don’t buy expensive ones. Just order them wholesale online.”

Ava, I hope you’re ready for this tidal wave of attention.

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