Nancy had always believed in fairness, loyalty, and splitting responsibilities equally in a marriage. For two years, she diligently handed over her half of the rent, trusting her husband to manage the payments. When she discovered he and his mother had been scamming her out of thousands of dollars the entire time, she decided to teach them a lesson they would never forget.

They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but nothing compares to a woman who realizes she’s been financially exploited by the very people she trusted the most. Nancy had always prided herself on working hard and playing fair, expecting the same in return. But when she uncovered the deception, she knew she had to embrace a different side of herself—the side that demanded justice.

Jeremy had always been the one to take charge of their apartment search. She still remembered the excitement in his voice when he called her at work.

“Baby, you’ve got to see this place. It’s perfect for us,” he gushed.

“How perfect?” she asked, smiling at his enthusiasm.

“Two bedrooms, modern kitchen, and even a balcony, just like you wanted. And get this—it’s only $2,000 a month. Not bad for this area.”

Later that evening, he led her through the apartment, proudly showing off every feature.

“We’ll split it—$1,000 each, just like we planned,” he said, wrapping his arms around her on the balcony. “Our first real home together.”