My Hubby Ruthlessly Divorced me, Kicked me Out, Later Furiously Yelled When his Loan was Rejected…

The Unexpected Betrayal

Hello everyone, my name is Patricia. I’m sure many of you here are blissfully united in marriage with your soulmates, fully trusting in their love and fidelity.

I too held such beliefs firmly until the shocking moment my husband presented me with divorce papers. This came completely unexpectedly at a time when I thought we were finally going to enjoy the fruits of our long hard struggles.

For years, we scraped by on my single income while Gregory’s business slowly got off the ground. Just as his business began to turn substantial profits, instead of settling down to enjoy our hard-earned stability, Gregory chose that moment to serve me with divorce papers.

I was dumbfounded, barely able to believe what was happening.

“This must be a joke, right? You can’t be serious about this, Gregory,”

I said,

hoping it was just a terrible prank. But there was no humor in his response.

“Why would I joke about something this serious? I don’t have time to waste on stupid jokes. I want a divorce.”

Stunned, I pressed for an explanation on what happened all of a sudden.

“Gregory, why do you want a divorce?”

His response was cold and calculating.

“Did you really think I’d remain tied down to a college dropout even after achieving success?”

I was hurt.

“Why does my dropping out of college matter to our marriage? You know I had to leave school because my parents passed away and I couldn’t afford it. Besides, I supported you in your business when you needed it.”

His laughter was insulting, devoid of any warmth as he retorted.

“What makes you think you supported my business? All you did was provide a roof over our heads until my business took off thanks to my skills. You don’t have the acumen to manage or contribute to a business, which is why I need this divorce.”

“Why are you being so cruel? Your business succeeded because of my support,”

I argued.

“Yes, you helped a little, but it was my efforts that made it successful. Now I don’t need your financial support. I need someone who can elevate my social standing, someone impressive to my new business associates, and someone who can help propel my business even further. You are neither smart enough nor attractive enough to be that person for me. I’ve got everything I need.”

It was a brutal blow, undermining everything we had built together. Gregory’s words revealed a harsh truth about how little he valued my sacrifices and contributions.

I was devastated by Gregory’s decision to end our marriage. His words felt like a sharp stab in my throat, in my heart.

A Family Confrontation

I couldn’t fathom how the person I love most could be so merciless. Now that his financial worries were over, he chose to leave me.

At that point, my self-confidence was already shattered. I had noticed Gregory flirting with wealthy, influential women, but I had clung to the belief that he wouldn’t betray me.

However, he did exactly that, discarding me after achieving success. I was in denial, unable to accept that he was leaving.

Despite my heartbreak, I loved him deeply and desperately wanted to salvage our relationship. Every attempt to discuss our issues only resulted in more humiliation from Gregory.

In a last-ditch effort, I turned to his father, Tyler, for help. Tyler, a man of strong principles, invited us to his home for a discussion.

When Gregory arrived, Tyler confronted him.

“What is this nonsense I’m hearing, Gregory? You’re divorcing Patricia and claiming she isn’t worthy of you? What’s wrong with you?”

Gregory responded defensively,

“Dad, Patricia just isn’t the right fit for me as a wife. She couldn’t run my business if needed. I need a partner who matches my professional aspirations.”

“Are you serious, Gregory? What kind of flimsy excuse is that? Why do you think Patricia can’t manage your business? She’s an intelligent woman,”

Tyler argued.

“Please, Dad. She doesn’t even have a college degree. She’s just a bank teller. She’s not suited to be a businessman’s wife,”

Gregory retorted.

Hearing Gregory repeat those cruel words was heartbreaking. I couldn’t hold back my tears.

Anyone else might have walked away from such humiliation, but I wasn’t strong enough. I was foolishly in love with Gregory.

He was my first and only boyfriend. I didn’t want our relationship to end, but I was faced with the painful reality of his indifference and disrespect.

I was willing to do anything to win Gregory back, but as I wept, he just stood there emotionless, his face void of any sympathy. Meanwhile, Tyler, his father, struggled to maintain his composure.

His voice trembled with anger as he spoke.

“This is one of the most absurd things I’ve ever heard in my life, Gregory. If you think a college degree is the issue, you should be encouraging her to get one, not divorcing her because she doesn’t have it. Think carefully before you make such a foolish decision.”

“My mind is made up, Dad,”

Gregory replied coldly.

“I’ve already wasted too much of my youth on a woman who can’t secure a decent job. I’m not spending another dime or second on Patricia. It’s time for me to find someone who is truly fit to be a businessman’s wife.”

Tyler sighed deeply, his disappointment palpable.

“Son, I can’t force you to do the right thing, but believe me, you are making a huge mistake. And when you realize it, don’t expect me to bail you out.”

“You won’t need to, Dad. I’m confident in my decision. There’s no scenario where I’ll regret this or need Patricia’s help,”

Gregory declared confidently.

The Reality of the End

As Gregory spoke those final words, my tears had stopped. The harsh reality hit me: Gregory would never want to stay married.

He despised me and was eager to be free of our union. Even his father couldn’t sway his decision.

At that moment, I realized I didn’t want him to change his mind either. I simply walked out alongside Tyler, who managed a small laugh amidst the tension.

Tyler gave me a few days to process everything and strongly urged me to initiate the divorce.

“It’s for the best, Patricia,”

he insisted.

As the initial shock wore off, the sting of Gregory’s insults began to sear my soul. Yet instead of sinking deeper into sadness, I felt a growing anger, a fiery realization that perhaps this divorce was indeed the right move.

But before I made any concrete decisions, I called Tyler to my place for one more conversation. When he arrived, I asked,

“Tyler, you want me to go through with this divorce immediately, right?”

“Yes, Patricia, that’s exactly what I believe you should do.”

“But why, Tyler? Don’t you want me to stay with your son? I thought you disagreed with his decision.”

“I do disagree with it. He’s being foolish and, honestly, I think I failed somewhere in raising him. I never wanted him to leave you.”

Tyler’s words, filled with regret and frustration, clarified the situation for me. It wasn’t just about the lack of a college degree or not fitting into Gregory’s vision of a successful businessman’s wife.

It was about respect, support, and love, none of which Gregory seemed capable of offering me anymore. Seeing his son’s behavior towards me, Tyler encouraged me to pursue the divorce, declaring Gregory unworthy of me.

His words were a shock. After years of feeling alone in the world, Tyler’s support was like finding a guardian.

It dawned on me that Tyler not only cared deeply but considered me like his daughter. His belief in me was overwhelming, bringing tears to my eyes.

“Tyler, do you mean that? Do you not see me as a failure like your son does?”

I asked,

my voice choked with emotion.

“Patricia, my son is acting foolishly. You are one of the most intelligent women I know. You are like a daughter to me, and that’s why I want you to move on from my foolish son and prove how wrong he is,”

Tyler reassured me.

I never envisioned my marriage ending in divorce. I had given Gregory my whole heart, but he failed to cherish it.

Tyler’s words resonated deeply.

“Patricia, you shouldn’t stay where you’re not appreciated. You have more dignity than that. You can do far better than my son. Don’t hold yourself back by opposing this divorce. There are better opportunities out there for you.”

After Tyler left, I reflected deeply on his advice. I realized I no longer wanted to be in a place where I wasn’t valued.