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Getting an email from my ex-husband’s new wife wasn’t something I ever expected. Especially not with a bill attached. The list of “expenses caused by me” left me speechless, and her audacity was unmatched. But I wasn’t about to let her nonsense slide without a response.

Two years after divorcing Matt, I thought my life had moved on—until his new wife, Stephanie, sent me a bill to “fix” everything she claimed I’d broken in Matt’s life. Spoiler alert: I wasn’t paying. But I did send her a response she’ll never forget.

Post-divorce, I’d embraced my independence, relishing the peace of my cozy home. My marriage to Matt had taught me hard lessons. We were opposites—me wanting a partner, him wanting a caretaker. Our relationship unraveled as his irresponsibility surfaced: messes everywhere, missed deadlines, and financial dependence on me. I wasn’t his wife; I was his mother.

After our amicable split, Matt remarried quickly. Stephanie, a self-proclaimed “queen,” emailed me a detailed invoice totaling over $5,000, blaming me for Matt’s “emotional damage” and claiming she’d “invested in fixing him.”

Instead of arguing, I sent her a counter-invoice: $30,000 for managing Matt’s life, lost brain cells, and five years of emotional labor. I CC’d mutual friends, and the response was legendary.

Matt apologized for the drama, but Stephanie’s antics earned her a reputation. No regrets here.

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