Greta had always supported her husband Rett’s career—moving cities, leaving her business behind, and even helping him prepare pitches. But when he told her to serve dinner and stay out of sight during an important work meeting at their home, something changed. His words cut deeper than usual, reminding her of how invisible she had become in her own life.
What Rett didn’t realize was that Greta had been quietly rebuilding her freelance design business under her maiden name. One of her recent clients happened to be Sheila, the wife of Rett’s boss. Sheila had no idea who Greta was beyond their emails, and Greta had kept it that way—until the dinner. As the evening unfolded, Sheila recognized her, praised her work, and unknowingly shifted the spotlight away from Rett.
Rett’s pride took a hit when the guests focused more on Greta’s accomplishments than his carefully crafted plans. That night, after an argument filled with blame and resentment, Greta calmly revealed the truth: she was done being overlooked. She handed him a signed envelope—divorce p
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