The home I poured my heart and soul into renovating for our marriage was secretly sold off by my fiancée at half its value. She went even further, trampling all over my boundaries by taking my late father's belongings and lending them to her bankrupt first love as props to win sympathy, while recklessly ruining my reputation. I had already preserved the complete property-holding agreement and audio recordings as evidence. I immediately called the police, froze the other party's assets, and exposed the entire scam. His supposed depression was nothing but a deliberately staged act, and the money from selling the house ultimately ended up in her first love's hands. When they came begging to make peace, I refused to compromise. I settled every outstanding grievance one by one and made those at fault pay the price they deserved.