I'm a nerdy Ph.D. who married the playboy billionaire I'd crushed on for years.
But he brought his ex-girlfriend to our home and told his friends I was too ugly to kiss!
Fine. I'm done playing nice.
I served him divorce papers and immediately started dating my new billionaire boss.
When my ex finally came crawling back in a wheelchair, begging for a second chance, I pointed to the scarf around my new man's neck and said:
"See this? I knitted it for you. Now, you don't even deserve to touch it."