My detective told me that I got off lucky. My Russian wife just put half a bottle of herbal sedative in my food one Saturday as she wanted to put me to sleep so she could bring a customer over to the condo. Nice huh? I was sick all weekend but when I went back to work and told my coworkers about her odd behavior that weekend they got suspicious and started quizzing me. My eyes opened and even though I didn't have proof, I was very suspicious. I started taking mental notes of her behavior and putting it together in my mind. My detective told me how one guy was conned into leaving his pistol at the house because his Russian wife claimed she was afraid when he went out of town for work. Next time he came home she shot him when he came up to the door. Key in hand. She claimed she thought he was breaking in. No arrest. The family hired him for a time but then gave up saying, it wouldn't bring their son back, would only extend the misery and let her rot in hell. They know what she did. The detective told me how he interviewed the instructors at the massage training center and got to know who was behind the organization selling advice on how to get a man to beat up his spouse and do the legal work to get their status changed to battered spouse. The judge said we couldn't bring the evidence into court so my attorney left him the file with a flash drive containing voicemail from one of the wife's customers. I simply had all her calls transferred to my cell phone and then recorded the voicemail as a file and transferred it to my laptop and then onto a flash drive. The judge was very careful to not say anything directly about what he knew in the courtroom but mentioned the woman was leading a disreputable lifestyle. That's when I knew he had read the files and listened to the flash drive. He knew what I knew. I asked two of her friends who knew what was going on to testify on my behalf. They refused. So I subpoenaed them and they swore if I forced them on the stand they would lie on her behalf. So, I made them sit out in the hall for the entire final hearing and refused to put them on the stand. I was keeping them on ice so at least the soon to be not wife could not use them. Then, I had a brief recess before final arguments and went out to tell them they could go home. They were so glad to be free they thanked me and rushed off. LOL. No way there would be time for them to come back and speak before it was over. Her attorney had all his arguments trashed as I rebutted every allegation with facts and documents, proving the lies and fraud and he went back to their table and THREW his notes down in disgust. He realized then he had been played. Sweet Russian lady... ya, sure buddy, now you know what it's like to be played by a sweet talker I thought to myself. I knew that feeling well. My attorney got up, laid out our case in summary and the gavel came down. Annulment based on fraud. The non wife looked shocked. Like someone had just tossed cold water on her face. All that scheming, lying, paying money for evil advice, all trashed. All her dreams destroyed. She can't get a green card and that marriage fraud will hang over her head like a black cloud if she tries again. She'd have to get someone even more stupid than myself and then get past INS rules who would see the flag on her file. Doomed her. So yes, like many guys who are road warriors, traveling frequently and getting lonely, I got sucked into thinking people are nice like me. Nope. I learned to be super careful of people and especially sweet talking women.