On Our Wedding Day, He Married another woman—I Ruined Him Chapter 09

On Our Wedding Day, He Married another woman—I Ruined Him Chapter 09

Before our official court date, Ethan’s legal representation approached us with a substantial out-of-court settlement offer. He offered to transfer fifty percent of the title of our property over to me, provided I withdrew the defamation and fraud claims.

I flatly refused. My conditions were: a public, permanently pinned video apology; full restitution of all defrauded assets; substantial emotional damages; and a court-ordered equity recalculation of

my shares in his firm.

The courtroom was frozen in solemn silence when our trial commenced.

Harvey executed our strategy with clinical precision, presenting a mountain of irrefutable evidence: my historical bank statements, our messaging logs, the original email threads where he explicitly promised me corporate equity, and the early accounting books Harper had secretly preserved at great personal risk. The evidentiary chain proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that the capital, client resources, and uncompensated labor I had poured into his startup over seven years far exceeded the value of a house deposit.

Ethan’s defense team desperately argued that my financial inputs were merely ‘voluntary gifts’ given within a romantic relationship.

Harvey didn’t even argue. He simply pressed play on an audio file-the recording of Ethan outside my hospital ward, explicitly stating, “Half of this company belongs to you.”

Ethan’s face turned green on the spot.

When Harper took the witness stand, she testified under oath that Ethan had personally ordered her to falsify the corporate records, converting my direct capital investments into personal loans to obscure my ownership.

Outside the courtroom doors, Mrs. Vance attempted to stage a hysterical scene for the cameras, weeping that I was a cold-blooded viper trying to starve her family to death. I ignored her entirely. Harvey countered by submitting the hotel’s backend tracking data to the judge, proving that the mother had willfully participated in corporate and civil fraud. The judge issued a severe warning to her for obstructing court decorum.

As a critical third party, Lily was also summoned to the stand. To salvage her public image as an ‘innocent victim of coercion,’ she turned over every text message, content script, and video editing brief Ethan had ever sent her to coordinate the online smear campaign against me.

Ethan whipped his head around, staring at her with eyes full of pure hatred. Lily flinched, shrinking

back into her seat, unable to look him in the eye.

I watched them consume each other with cold eyes, feeling absolutely nothing inside.

Following the initial arguments, the court ruled entirely in my favor regarding wedding fraud and defamation. The corporate equity dispute was forwarded to formal forensic financial auditing, though the judge stated clearly that my status as an investor was legally established.

When Ethan walked out of the courthouse, he looked like a broken man, instantly swarmed and

buried under an avalanche of aggressive reporters.