He Called Me Frigid, So I Divorced Him and Took His Fortune

Ever since our wedding night, my husband Jared had called me frigid.

While other newlyweds couldn't keep their hands off each other, I froze up every time he touched me.

I had to force myself through it, swallowing my own discomfort.

Whenever Jared wanted it, he would glare at me and throw a fit.

"You’re like a corpse in bed. You feel absolutely nothing!"

"It’s because you’re too repressed. You’re mentally sick!"

I ended up putting my career on hold, secretly going to see a therapist.