When I first met my husband his sister was never to be seen. Then I was introduced to a fat cow with a young daughter. She was very jealous of me. When I asked for an appartment she went absuluty crazy shouting and slamming the doors. She was always all over my rat kissing and touching. My rat would look at her when she bent over and even sent me pics of him looking at her. I bought a wardrobe for our clothes because I was sick of living out of a suitcase. When I returned after being in the UK. My rats and her clothes was in the wardrobe. I would put my money in a dish and she was seen taking my money. If he bought me something cheap in the beginning of our marriage out of my money. He would buy her expensive things with my money never his own. When we went on our so called honeymoon she would call or text every 10 min. Until I told him shut his phone off. He would buy her daughter things but never our children. More than 1 relelation asked was he taking her to the UK with him. I paid for a lawyer for her divorce but was it real ?. Just sat here thinking about everything and tbh things don't add up. He told me she was a better woman than me. She had him down has my sidi in her phone which means my master. She would ask his permmision for everything. Each day he would visit her at his mum's. He always came home covered in glitter from the cheap tacky dresses she wore. Why would his mother keep saying to her your my daughter each day. In front of me. Always a different story about a man wanted to marry her but that was because I was always asking if my rat was her husband and not brother. Maybe it just the way they lived but thinking about it more and more got me thinking it was his fecking wife.