She went looking for his tax documents. She found the end of her nineteen-year marriage instead.
Wendy Matney has spent two decades being the reliable wife. She runs a thriving artisanal bakery, quietly manages the household, and expertly smooths over her husband Adam's endless string of failed mid-life career transitions. But when she discovers a neon pink, sequined, Size 2 cutout dress hidden behind his golf clubs, her patience finally burns out.
Adam thinks he has pulled off the perfect lie. He believes Wendy is too comfortable-and too clueless-to realize he is spending her hard-earned croissant money to fund his new, twenty-something mistress's "crystal-infused celery farm."
He is severely underestimating the woman who bakes his bread.
Instead of screaming, crying, or quietly calling a lawyer, Wendy decides to get even. Enlisting the help of her fiercely loyal, millennial bookstore-owning best friend, Wendy orchestrates a master class in psychological sabotage. Her target: Adam's fragile ego. Her deadline: the most exclusive charity gala of the year, where Adam plans to debut his new girlfriend in that exact neon pink dress.
Adam wanted a new lease on life. Wendy is about to serve him his just desserts.
Perfect for readers who love:
Curvy, fiercely competent heroines
Brilliant, non-violent revenge plots
Laugh-out-loud petty sabotage
Satisfying, empowering fresh starts
