A wealthy guy tied the knot with a curvy woman “on a dare.” But during their wedding night, SHE pulled off something that left every guest totally floored

He knew this was Chloe’s doing. Even if she never admitted it, Lucas felt her influence in every move, like she was pulling the invisible strings that held his life together. At home, things were getting worse.

Chloe took on a stance of absolute disdain, deliberately distancing herself from any of Lucas’ attempts at reconciliation. She stopped sitting with him at meals, avoided any conversation beyond the superficial. When he followed her, trying to fix things, Chloe would respond with cold looks, as if his presence was a nuisance.

One night, Lucas found her in the living room, reading a book. The scene looked peaceful, but he knew that moment of calm was a silent trap. He sat on the couch, trying once again to talk.

Chloe, he began, his voice low, almost pleading. I know I’ve done horrible things. I know I’ve caused you so much pain.

But please, can we try to work this out? Can we at least talk? Chloe slowly closed the book without looking at him. When she finally raised her eyes, her face was so cold that it made him shiver. Talk? She repeated, with a bitter laugh.

You think there’s something left to say? You want words, Lucas? After everything you’ve done, words are useless. I was wrong, Chloe. I know that, Lucas insisted, now getting up from the couch and moving closer, desperate for any kind of connection.

I would do anything to fix what I’ve done. I can change. I swear.

She finally looked at him, her gaze piercing, as if challenging him to back up his own promises. Change? She said, standing up slowly. Do you think changing now will erase everything? Will it bring my father back? Will it fix the years we spent in misery because of you? No, Lucas.

It won’t. She stepped closer, and Lucas felt himself sink, crushed by the intensity of her stare. What you do now isn’t for me.

It’s for you. You’ll carry this weight, this guilt, for the rest of your life. Lucas stood in silence.

For the first time, he realized there would be no easy redemption, no instant forgiveness. He wanted to fight for something that could be fixed, but Chloe was beyond any simple repair. In the days that followed, Chloe began to increase the intensity of her punishments.

Lucas was met with looks of disdain whenever he passed her, and his frustration turned into desperation. He tried, in every way possible, to show her that he was changing, that he wanted to be better, but every attempt was met with indifference or sarcasm. One night, after a disastrous meeting at work, where an important project had been sabotaged, Lucas came home to find Chloe on the phone, laughing.

He overheard fragments of the conversation and realized she was discussing his decisions at work. He knew it was her. Chloe was destroying everything he had worked for, but in such a subtle, calculated way that no one but him would notice, and she made him suffer in silence.

When Chloe hung up the phone, Lucas was waiting in the living room. He stared at her, his expression exhausted, full of repressed anger, but also pain. You’re tearing everything apart, aren’t you? He said, his voice low but with an evident tone of frustration.

At work, here, you’re destroying my life. Chloe looked at him with an impassive expression, crossing her arms. Destroying your life? She asked, raising an eyebrow.

I’m just giving back what you gave. Don’t worry, Lucas, I won’t ruin you financially. That would be too simple.

I want you to live with the pain. I want you to feel every little loss, just like I did. I want you, every day, to watch everything you built crumble, and know that it’s your fault.

Lucas felt the ground disappear beneath his feet once again. It was a nightmare. He had always been the winner, always the man who controlled other people’s destinies.

But now he was the target of a cold and meticulous revenge. Chloe didn’t want to destroy him all at once. She wanted him to suffer, day by day, with every small defeat, every look of disdain, until he had nothing left but regret.

Weeks passed and Chloe continued to ignore and punish him. Lucas, once arrogant and confident, now wandered around the house like a shadow of his former self, trying in every way to earn a forgiveness he knew would never come. He tried to redeem himself, but his efforts were always insufficient.

He was trapped in a cycle of guilt and pain, a cycle that Chloe controlled with perfection. But the worst was yet to come. One night, Chloe finally confronted him, this time with a coldness Lucas had never seen before…