After 25 years of marriage, Jake left his wife, Edith, for a much younger secretary. His new flame insisted they live in Jake and Edith’s luxurious multi-million-dollar home. Jake’s sharp lawyers ensured he won the house, and he gave Edith just three days to pack up and leave.

On the first day, Edith methodically packed her belongings into boxes, crates, and suitcases.

On the second day, movers arrived to take her things away.

On the third day, Edith decided to savor her last evening in the house. She set a candlelit dinner at the elegant dining table, played soft music, and treated herself to a decadent meal of shrimp, caviar, and Chardonnay.

When the meal was done, Edith wandered through the house with a mischievous smile. In every single room, she stuffed the hollow curtain rods with the remains of her feast—shrimp shells and dollops of caviar. Satisfied, she tidied the kitchen and left the house for good.

Jake and his new girlfriend moved in, delighted with their victory. For the first few days, everything was perfect. But then, an inexplicable stench began to fill the house.

They scrubbed, mopped, and aired out every room. They checked the vents for dead animals, cleaned the carpets, and hung air fresheners everywhere. Nothing helped.

Desperate, they called in exterminators, who fumigated the house, forcing them to stay in a hotel for a few days. When that failed, they replaced the carpets and even repainted the walls. Still, the stench persisted.

The smell became so unbearable that friends stopped visiting, repair workers refused to enter, and even their maid quit.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, they decided to sell the house. But no one wanted to buy a property with such a horrible reputation. Even after slashing the price in half, there were no takers. The stench had made the house uninhabitable.

Facing financial ruin, Jake and his girlfriend borrowed money from the bank to buy a new home.

One day, Edith called Jake to check in. Feigning concern, she asked how things were going. Jake poured out his woes, lamenting the nightmare of the stinky house. Edith listened sympathetically and casually mentioned how much she missed her old home. She even offered to buy it back—at a fraction of its original value.

Jake, desperate to be rid of the cursed property, jumped at the offer. Within hours, the deal was finalized, and Edith became the proud owner of her old home once again.

A week later, Jake and his girlfriend gleefully watched their moving company pack up their belongings to take to their new house.

Including the curtain rods.