Forgetting her wallet at home, Anna returned, and upon rushing back into the apartment, she encountered something that would forever change her attitude toward her husband.

— Are you sure you don’t need anything from the store? — Anna asked again.

— No, no, just go already, — Boris waved her off.

It seemed like he was in a rush to get her out. Anna sighed quietly. Lately, her husband had become noticeably irritable. But she chose to ignore it so as not to start a fight.

Anna had always tried to avoid conflict and was quick to compromise.

Her mother used to say she’d make the perfect wife. And she did. Swallowing her resentment, Anna headed to the store.

Today she had planned to cook baked salmon with lemon and rosemary, and for dessert — her mother-in-law’s cake recipe. She wanted to please Boris. But as she stood at the checkout counter, she suddenly realized she had forgotten her wallet at home.

Sighing heavily, she ran her fingers through her hair and quickly dialed her husband, hoping he could come by. He didn’t pick up. Asking the cashier to hold her basket, Anna rushed home.

As she approached the apartment door, about to enter, she heard something that made her freeze in place.

Boris was on the phone with someone. And the words she overheard struck her to the core.

— Yeah, I’ve thought it all through, — he said. — The apartment is nearly transferred. Just need to send the money.

Anna stood in the doorway, paralyzed. Her heart pounded. She gripped the doorframe, refusing to believe her ears. What apartment? What money? What was he planning?

— Sure, there’s a risk, — Boris continued. — But what can you do? She doesn’t suspect a thing. And what could she even do? She’s quiet — always puts up with everything.

Anna was frozen with pain and fury. She clutched the frame even tighter. How could he talk about her like that? She had lived for him all these years, giving everything. It couldn’t be real.

— By the way, about the trip, — Boris added. — We can fly to Paris, like you wanted. Once everything’s sorted. I can already see us walking down the Champs-Élysées. Buy yourself something nice.

Anna stood there, stunned, listening to her husband plan a future with another woman — unable to walk in or turn away. When the call ended, she finally snapped out of it, her world crumbling around her.

She quietly stepped away from the door, careful not to make a sound, and hid around the corner. Her heart still raced. What now? Walk in and confront him? Stay quiet and figure things out? But how could she stay silent after that?

The door opened, and Boris stepped into the hallway. Anna watched from her hiding spot. He walked past her without noticing. Once he was in the living room, Anna quietly slipped out. She needed time to think.

She wandered the streets aimlessly. Her groceries forgotten. Eventually, she reached a park, sat on a bench, and buried her face in her hands. What was Boris up to? Why was he doing this? What should she do?

Anna pulled out her phone to call someone, then hesitated. Who could she tell? Friends? They’d sympathize, but could they help? Her parents? She didn’t want to upset them — how could she explain this after so many years of marriage?

Was he really going to leave her? Anna decided to call her friend Irina. Irina immediately sensed something was wrong.

— Anya, are you crying? — she asked.

— Not anymore…

Anna told her everything.

— Why don’t you come over? — Irina offered.

Anna agreed. They talked for hours about Boris. It helped, a little. On the way home, Anna still couldn’t calm down. She opened her banking app. The joint account really had less money now.

— Alright, — she whispered. — You want to play big? Let’s play.

Back home, Boris was annoyed.

— Where have you been? — he barked. — I’ve been sitting here starving and you’re gone all day.

Anna clenched her jaw. She placed the bag on the table and began unloading groceries.

— I stopped by Irina’s.

— Fantastic. I’m hungry and you’re out socializing.

Anna stayed silent. She started cleaning the salmon. Boris scoffed and went back to the TV. Anna cooked in silence, thinking. She couldn’t leave things as they were. But how to act? She had to stay calm — find out more. Then decide.

That evening, Boris sat glued to the TV. Anna pretended to read a book but couldn’t focus.

The next day, she took action. She called in sick and began her mission. She searched Boris’s papers, checked his computer. And found it — messages with a lawyer, discussing divorce and dividing assets. The bastard!

How long had he been planning this? How had she been so blind? But there was no time for regret. She had to act fast. Anna photographed the documents, saved the messages. Then contacted a lawyer.

She quickly found the right person and arranged a meeting. While Boris was at work, she gathered documents and began preparing for divorce.

She opened a separate bank account and transferred some joint savings. Called her parents for support. And around Boris, she stayed quiet, unbothered.

But then she planned a surprise.

Like always, she set the table. When Boris sat down, she placed a folder of documents in front of him.

— What’s this? — he frowned.

— Our future, darling, — Anna said with a bitter smile. — I’m filing for divorce.

Boris went pale. He tried to speak, but Anna cut him off.

— Don’t bother with excuses. I know everything. I heard your little phone call. Saw the messages. Thought you’d cheat me out of everything? Think again.

Boris froze, speechless. Anna continued:

— Don’t expect to walk away with it all. I hired a very good lawyer. I’m ready to spend everything just to make sure you get nothing extra. We’ll split everything — and forget Paris. Don’t even try to hide or transfer anything. I’ve got the proof.

She smirked coldly.

— You know, I’ve come to terms with it all. Never suspected our relationship was crumbling. You spent so long planning this ‘surprise’ for me. Well — what goes around, comes around.

Boris sat at the table, pale as chalk.

— Anya, listen… — he finally muttered.

— No, Boris, enough, — she interrupted. — Your games are over. You thought I wouldn’t notice? Would sit quietly until you tossed me out? You were wrong.

— This is all your fault! — he exploded. — You were always so boring! You drove me to this!

Anna looked at him with disgust.

— I never imagined you were such a coward. Couldn’t even be honest about leaving. Well, now you’ve got what you deserve. Pack your things and get out.

Boris yelled, blamed her for everything — but Anna didn’t hear it anymore. Eventually, he left. The court ruled that his attempt to transfer the property was illegal.

The assets were split equally. Boris filed more lawsuits, but they all failed.

Months passed. Anna slowly began to heal. She went to a friend’s birthday party — her first real outing in a while.

There, she met a charming man. After everything, she didn’t think she’d meet someone new at her age. But she decided to give it a chance. And that decision changed her life.

His name was Andrey, a doctor who had recently lost his wife. From the moment they met, Anna felt something special. Andrey was kind, attentive, a great listener. They talked for hours, and it felt like she’d known him forever. He wasn’t afraid to show his emotions, and his sincere compliments made her blush.

They began seeing each other often. Andrey won her over with his humor, intelligence, and honesty. He didn’t make empty promises — he simply showed up when she needed support. He helped her move on and look forward to the future. Andrey was the opposite of Boris, and Anna finally understood what love and respect really meant.

Some time later, Andrey proposed. Anna said yes without hesitation. Their wedding was simple, but full of warmth and sincerity — only the closest people were invited. Anna glowed with happiness. Andrey never took his loving eyes off her. They started a new life — one based on love, trust, and understanding.

Anna left behind the pain and resentment. She became stronger, more confident. The divorce was a hard lesson — but it taught her to value herself and understand what she truly deserved. She was grateful for the twist of fate that brought Andrey into her life.

Now, looking at him, Anna knew true happiness wasn’t about material things. It was in simple human values: warmth, support, and care. She cherished every moment together — knowing she had finally found her true soulmate.