Sacrificed Our Marriage To Protect His Regimental Sweetheart

The room went deathly silent. My husband—the man I’ve shared seven years of blood, bullets, and silence with—didn't defend me. Instead, he let out a cold, mocking, "Mhm." For years, I was the General’s secret wife, playing the invisible partner while he flaunted his "regimental sweetheart," Sabrina, in every headline. I sacrificed my career and my youth to mend his wounds, only to have him frame me for treason just to keep his mistress's reputation clean. Now, while I’m officially still his wife, he has the audacity to go public with her, treating our marriage like a discarded scrap of paper. He thinks I’m the same naive girl who would beg for his crumbs. He’s dead wrong. I’ve already packed my bags and found my freedom. When he finally realizes the "furniture" he took for granted has walked out the door, will he survive the wreckage of the life he destroyed?