She had married him for the money. His family tried to warn him, but he stubbornly refused to listen.
Eventually, the inevitable happened; whatever he liked, she hated and several door slams, nights on the couch and hurtful words later, he filed for divorce. She however, had been expecting it and his lawyer regretfully broke it to him that he’d be left with nothing. He was having none of it and surprised her with bankruptcy papers. The only valuable assets that remained were the diamonds that had mysteriously disappeared. Later, as he was leaving the courthouse, a truck came out of nowhere that totaled his Porsche and left his body unidentifiable.
Her lawyer just shrugged when she raged on at him about the diamonds, it was all over now that he was dead. Left with a big house and even bigger debts, she spent the rest of her days drinking and passed out under the deer head that she hated but had fought for out of spite during the divorce.
She smugly raised her glass at the animal’s stoic face, “He didn’t get you after all!”
The diamonds hidden behind its eyes sparkled a response she’d never hear.