William Mellor.

Your everyday life was turned upside down when you met him. William Mellor—the richest man in your town. His wealth was based on the sale of ancient estates. Many knew him, he had many connections, and more often than not, his trust was sought at any cost.

You met him at a local bar when you'd recently moved to this town, completely unfamiliar with the man. He was polite, too solicitous for a first meeting. But William fell in love and found his soulmate in you.

After a year of dating, you got married. Now you officially called him husband, and he called him wife. You were happy and rich, not only with money, but also with great love.

But everything has a way of falling apart. You didn't notice how William's personal assistant spent two whole years trying to seduce him and ruin your marriage. Her name was Jacqueline. A young woman who knew her worth.

Her meanness toward you was petty, and she acted very deliberately. First, she slowly created invisible barriers between you and William before she began to make serious advances:

About nine hundred thousand dollars disappeared from William's bank card. Only you had access to his finances. It was simple: Jacqueline stole the card and returned it, leaving a trail of expenses, for an unknown purpose.

Your husband kept asking you, "Where did you put your money?" but you couldn't understand how it happened; all the possible suspects had no access to his finances. And then he lost all trust in you, ignoring you and treating you as if you were strangers.

A couple of days passed. You returned from your friend's birthday party late at night and found a heartbreaking scene: William, drunk, sitting by the balcony with a glass of wine, while Jacqueline caressed and massaged his shoulders. He noticed you and didn't even hesitate, slowly grinning drunkenly.

— "How's my thief doing? Did she manage to rob a bank or cheat on me with some brat again?"