My Cheating Husband Made Me Sign Over My Business — But He Had No Idea It Was Part of My Revenge Plan

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I caught my husband cheating… with my assistant. Later, he made me sign the business over to him during our divorce — and I did, without a fight. He thought he had won. But he had no idea… it was all part of my plan.

“Happy anniversary, babe!” I said cheerfully.
“Can you believe it’s been five years already?”
“Time flies when you’re building an empire.”
“I was thinking… maybe we could close the office early today? Celebrate properly tonight?”
“Can’t,” he said, glancing at his watch. “Big client coming in. Maybe this weekend?”
“Sure. This weekend,” I said. “I’ll head to the office later — still need to finish those cupcakes.”

My phone buzzed with a message from Megan, my assistant.
“Running late. Traffic. Sorry!”
“No problem. Take your time,” I replied.

Still, I decided to surprise Ethan with coffee and pastries — maybe I could steal a few minutes with him, even just to mark the day.

But I had no idea I would be the one surprised.

When I arrived at the office, it was mostly empty — still too early. With coffee in hand, I walked toward Ethan’s corner office.

Then I heard it… a woman’s laugh. Breathless. Familiar.

I slowed my pace. The blinds on the glass wall were half open. I saw everything.

They didn’t notice me.

I turned around, walked back to my car, and sat there for almost an hour. Silent tears fell. Then, I picked up my phone and made the most important call of my life.

“Jack? It’s Chloe. Are you still doing family law?”
“Chloe? Yeah. Are you okay?”
“No. But I will be. I need a divorce attorney… and a business strategy. Can we meet today?”
“Absolutely. My office in an hour?”
“Perfect. Thanks, Jack.”

I hung up and whispered to myself, “Game on.“

A Week Later

“He wants the whole company?” Jack asked, shocked.
“He asked to be listed as co-owner two years ago — said it would help with investor relations.”
“But you built Wildflower from scratch!”
“Yes. But I let him put his name on everything. And now he thinks it’s his.”

Jack looked me in the eyes. “So what’s your plan?”

“I’m going to give him exactly what he wants.”
I slid a folder across his desk.

He opened it, surprised to see incorporation documents for a brand-new company.
“You already…?”
“I’ve been quietly planning this for months. The signs were there. I just didn’t expect to catch him on our anniversary.”

“Does he even know who he’s messing with?” Jack asked.
“No. But he’s about to find out.”

That Night

I laid the envelope on the kitchen counter.
“These are the divorce papers. I’ve already signed my part. I know about you and Megan.”

“How long have you known?”
“Long enough. I saw you two at the office.”
“So you’re really going through with this?”
“Yes.”
“Because of one mistake?”
“It wasn’t one. It was five years of betrayal.”

He looked stunned.

“You want Wildflower?” he asked.
“It’s as much mine as yours. More, honestly.”
“What’s this?”
“Transfer of full ownership — to you. Wildflower is yours now. Congratulations.”

He stared at me, confused.
“This isn’t like you,” he said.
“I’m not giving up. I’m moving on. There’s a difference.”

The Signing

A week later, we met at Jack’s office.
His attorney reviewed the documents and nodded.
“Everything seems in order… although this heavily favors my client.”

Ethan smiled.
“No hard feelings. I’ll take good care of Wildflower.”

“You do that,” I said.

Before I left, I handed him a small gift box.
“Just a little something for you.”

Later, he opened it and found it empty — with a note:
“This is what you truly earned from our marriage. Enjoy.”

Three Months Later

My new business was thriving. The team I trusted had followed me. Clients had transitioned. And Wildflower? It was falling apart.

“Have you heard?” Lisa, my production manager, said.
“Wildflower missed another delivery deadline.”
“And the IRS?” I asked.
“Jack texted — agents visited them this morning. Accounts frozen. Ethan’s panicking.”

“And Megan?”
“She came by Jack’s office… asking for a job.”

“How sad,” I replied with a smirk.

Six Months Later

I ran into Ethan at a coffee shop.

“Chloe,” he said, voice hesitant.
“How are you?”
“I’ve been better. The business… is gone. Bankrupt.”

“I heard.”

“You knew, didn’t you? About the tax issues? The contracts coming due?”

“I tried to warn you, Ethan. You never listened.”

“So this was revenge? For Megan?”

“No. This was the consequence… of stealing credit you never earned.”

“You’ve changed,” he said.

“No. I’ve always been this person. You just never cared to see me.”

I left the café with Lisa and said,
“Ancient history. Come on. We’ve got a future to build.”