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The day I caught my husband cheating was the day he received a death sentence. The orders were simple: no stress, no exertion, no excitement. One spike in his heart rate, and he was dead. I didn't cry; I smiled. I became the ultimate trophy wife, pampering him with rich steaks and "wild nights" his heart couldn't handle. When he finally collapsed on top of his mistress, I was ready. I met her in that cheap hotel, shoved the autopsy in her face, and hissed, "You killed him." Between the inheritance and her settlement, I didn't just survive the marriage. I won.