She had to have a backup plan, a way to survive if Leo threw her out. After so many years together, she knew her husband all too well. He was capable of anything. And now, his comeuppance had finally arrived.

In the hospital room, Ivy gripped Leo's hand. "Well, Leo," she purred, "look at you now."

Though his body was paralyzed, his mind was still sharp. He glared at her, his eyes blazing with a fire he couldn't express.

"What are you looking at?" Ivy's eyes narrowed. "The doctor said you're going to be a useless vegetable for the rest of your life. This is your karma, Leo. Don't think for a second I didn't know what you were doing behind my back all these years." She ticked off names on her fingers. "Annie, Cindy, and that little college student from a few months ago. Let's see which one of them is willing to take care of you now."

With his money and his position as a shareholder in Gonzales Holdings, Leo had lived a wild life. If not for the fear of public scandal, he would have divorced Ivy years ago.

Leo's eyes widened in shock. He never imagined she knew everything, even their names. She had just been silent, biding her time until this very moment. This woman was terrifying.

The next day, under the pretext of transferring Leo to a better hospital, Ivy had him discharged and brought back to the Barrett family home. Now that he had lost the bet and forfeited all his shares in Gonzales Holdings, he was worthless. Ivy wasn't about to spend another cent on him. Thankfully, while he had fost his shares, he still had over fifty million in savings and two villas in his name. If they had divorced, she would have had to split it with him. Now, it was all hers.

Leo was relegated to a dusty storage room. He ate, slept, and relieved himself in the same bed. His glamorous life was ever, his dignity stripped away. Lying there, he began to weep, low, guttural sounds of regret.

He had made a terrible mistake. He saw that now. In his mind's eye, he remembered a younger Ivy, a good woman whom he had once truly loved at was he who had ruined everything. If he had just been more discreet, if she had never found out, perhaps he wouldn't be in this state. But it was too late for regrets. They more he thought about it, the louder his sobs became.

"Crying, crying, crying!" Ivy stormed into the room and slapped him across the face. "That's all you know how to do! You pathetic creature, you've cried all our good luck away! I should have never married you."