The Jilted Elf Heiress And Her Revenge

I emptied my wealthy family's vaults and worked day and night to save my husband's bankrupt clan from ruin.

But the moment he won a minor victory on the frontlines, he brought home a new female warrior, demanding I accept her as an equal wife.

"You are a useless cast-off! Without my shelter, you'd be torn to pieces!"

He shouted this in front of all the servants, completely ignoring that my money had fed his army and healed his mother for the past year.

His mother and sister eagerly welcomed the new bride, yet shamelessly demanded I keep pouring my dowry into their treasury to fund her lavish lifestyle.

My husband even had the nerve to offer me a sick compromise—if I obediently paid their bills and gave him an heir, I could stay in the back rooms as a glorified nanny while he built his legacy with her.

I looked at the arrogant family that had survived solely on my blood, sweat, and charity.

They truly believed I was a helpless orphan who would swallow any humiliation just to keep a roof over my head.

So, I dropped the empty vault keys at their feet and revoked every magical protection I ever wove for them.

Then, I marched straight to the Emperor's palace to trade my fallen family's war merits for an absolute divorce decree.

Let's see how long their glorious clan survives without my money.