Fake Billion Lotto Drove Divorce, I Gifted Him Ashes – At the company’s annual party, every employee received a prank scratch-off ticket. Each one claimed to win a hundred million. I thought it was stupid, so I didn’t even bother scratching it. I just brought it home. But when I stepped out of the shower, the ticket was gone… and my husband looked like he’d won the lottery—literally. I was about to tell him it was just a joke.
Before I could speak, my mother-in-law burst through the front door like a woman possessed. “Andrew, divorce her immediately! I told you from day one—she’s never been good enough for you!” she shrieked. “You’re a billionaire now! There are thousands of amazing women out there waiting for you!” Andrew Grant didn’t hesitate. “Got it, Mom. Already made the appointment—we’re filing tomorrow.” Then he turned to me, eyes gleaming with triumph.
“You’re not gonna say that ticket was yours, are you?” “I looked it up—scratch-offs aren’t registered. Whoever holds it owns it.” “Grace, Mom’s right. You’re a deadweight. I’ve outgrown you.” In that moment, something inside me just went cold. I turned away and calmly packed up the gifts I’d bought him with my end-of-year bonus—gifts worth over ten million.
Since I wasn’t good enough for him anymore, neither were the things I gave him. *** “Did you hear me?! Pack your stuff and get out!” “You think you can cling to this house after the divorce? Don’t be shameless!” His mother, Mrs. Grant, jabbed a finger in my face with a smug smile. “Andrew might be rich now, but he’s no fool.” “After all the years he wasted taking care of you, asking for emotional damages is more than fair!” I stood frozen, staring at Andrew.
It took me a few seconds to process what was happening. “You really want to divorce me?” He gave me a sideways glance, his eyes filled with disgust. “Damn right.” “All these years, I’ve always been the one giving. What have you ever done for me?” “You never even got me a Rolex!” “You never gave me anything emotionally, so now that I’m rich, divorcing you is exactly what you asked for.” I almost laughed.
We’d been married for five years. I handed over fifty grand of my salary every month without fail. The house, the car—everything we bought after marriage—was in his name alone. And sure, the watch I gave him wasn’t a Rolex… it was worth several times that. But he still had the nerve to say I’d never done anything for him.
When I didn’t respond, Mrs. Grant assumed I was scheming something. Her voice got shrill. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to steal my son’s lottery ticket!” “That ticket belongs to him, got it?! You had nothing to do with it!” “You’re too lazy to earn your own money, and now you’ve got your eyes on his? Shameless!” “Everyone out there says Andrew married a loser—looks like they were right!” Andrew turned away, clearly embarrassed. “Drop it, Mom. You’re making this worse.” They had no idea the company had already decided to promote me to general manager and grant me five percent of its shares.
If today hadn’t played out the way it did, Andrew would’ve been driving that Maserati supercar I had custom ordered for him. But not anymore. He’d blown his chance. I gave them a cold, mocking look. “That scratch-off was from the company’s party. My colleagues can confirm it.” Andrew immediately covered his pocket and kicked me. “You’ve officially lost it, haven’t you?!” “Grace, have some dignity! The ticket’s unregistered.
Whoever has it, owns it!” Just then, the front door flew open again. A woman rushed in and flung herself into Andrew’s arms. “Andrew! Is it true?! Did you really win a hundred million?!” It was Lillian Carter—my best friend. Back when I was chasing Andrew, she was the one feeding me advice and pep talks. I never imagined she’d one day run straight into his arms, right in front of me.
Turns out, the moment Andrew thought he’d struck gold, the first person he called… was her. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on. Andrew didn’t even try to hide it anymore. He wrapped his arms around her and said softly, “It’s true, Lillian. From now on, I’ll take care of you.”