Send My Mafia Boss Husband To The Hell

Synopsis

My mafia boss husband brought his henchmen home for dinner. Seeing the table full of dishes I’d cooked myself, one of his subordinates chuckled and said, "A wife really is more virtuous than a mistress.” I stilled, then asked carefully. "What? Are you saying he has a mistress outside?" No one dared to answer. A flicker of panic flashed across their faces. My husband just laughed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Don't listen to their nonsense. You're the only one I love!" Watching him play it so cool, I smiled back. But once the last guest was gone, I called my CEO brother. "Victor's cheating. Make sure he rots in prison." My brother Alex was silent on the other end for three full seconds. "Serena, are you absolutely sure? Victor, he..." I pulled off my wedding ring. The diamond dug painfully into my palm. "Ten years of marriage. Every cufflink he's ever worn was custom-ordered by me from Italy. The ones he had on tonight were cheap plastic. Get me the best lawyer. Pull every criminal record he's ever generated. And