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My husband, Eric Johnson, brought his mistress, Emily Smith, home and begged me to let them get together. "I am the whole world to her. She isn't as aggressive as you are. She wants nothing but me," Eric said. Looking at the delicate flower, I, Judy Koerner, nodded. "Fine. It makes things a lot easier for us since she doesn't want money." I cashed in all the pricey antiques and paintings as fast as I could. As I left the house with my divorce papers in hand, I sent Eric a message, [Now, this house is yours. There is one million dollars left in loans. Don't forget to pay the mortgage next month. After all, true love is priceless.]