The Secret of Second Marriage

The next morning, I got up early and printed out the divorce agreement on the computer.

The gist of the deal is that after the divorce, the apartment we live in will be given to me, and the smaller apartment will be given to my husband.

We have two cars, one for each of us. We also split all our savings in half. Based on this, I should be able to get about five or six million yuan in a divorce settlement.

Because the house we live in now is the most valuable one.

My husband disagrees.

He said, "Wife, I don't want a divorce."

He deleted the mistress's number and blocked her on WeChat right in front of me.

He assured me, "Honey, I will never see her again."

My mom also said, "Man, he knows he was wrong. For the sake of the child, forgive him this time. You're already married into someone else's family, how can you still be so immature?"

"Mom, you always tell me to be obedient and sensible. Why should I be obedient? Why can't I live for myself even once?"

I suddenly lost control of my emotions and questioned my mother.

My mom is probably getting old; her personality isn't as assertive as it was when she was younger.

She said in a huff, "Fine, you're all grown up now and don't listen to your mother anymore. I can't take care of you forever. As long as you're happy and don't have any regrets, that's enough."

She and my dad left because I made them angry.

I know their attitude is very clear: all the family property will go to my younger brother in the future.

They won't care about me anymore after I get divorced.

It doesn't matter. I have hands and feet, how could I not be able to support myself?

I drop my daughter off at school and then go to work.

I only found out I was going on a business trip when I arrived at the company.

Our company needs to discuss a project worth several hundred thousand yuan. We need a finance staff member to accompany us.

President Jiang specifically asked me to go with him.

It's a bit cold.

I don't like business trips.

But lately, the atmosphere at home has been making me feel a bit depressed.

I have completely given up on my husband.

Leaves don't turn yellow in a day, and people's hearts don't grow cold in a day.

No matter how nicely he talks, his infidelity is an undeniable fact.

So I agreed to the company's decision and planned to go on a business trip, firstly to earn money, and secondly to relax.

After get off work, I went home and packed my luggage.

My husband is back too.

There was a gift bag on the sofa.

He bought me a beautiful red down jacket to cheer me up.

He said, "Honey, you have fair skin, and you look best in a red down jacket."

I picked up the down jacket and glanced at the price. He had spent over 8000 yuan to buy it for me.

This is the first time he has ever bought me such expensive clothes.

The down jacket is beautiful; it's from a big brand.

He pulled me to the bedroom to change clothes, hugged me from behind, and the next moment I was completely enveloped in his arms. He said gently, "Wife, I love you."

I turned away, deliberately ignoring him.

He helped me put on my down jacket and zipped it up, then said seriously, "Winter is here, it's getting cold, so dress nicely and don't worry your husband."

"My hands were as cold as ice."

He continued to hold my hand in his, gently warming it.

"Is this how you appease a mistress?"

I say.

My husband's expression changed immediately.

He said, "Honey, let's live a good life together from now on and not mention her again, okay?"

He held me in his arms, my face pressed against his collar, and just as I was starting to feel a little touched, I suddenly smelled a faint scent of jasmine perfume.

I could also vaguely see a hickey on the back of his neck, which I think was a mark left intentionally by the other woman.

She was asserting her sovereignty over me.

I felt nauseous and vomited, so I pushed him away and ran to the bathroom to throw up.

We've shared a bed for so many years, and he's still lying to me to this day.

He also said he had no contact with the mistress, so where did the jasmine perfume scent and strawberry marks on his body come from?

I suspect he left early in the morning and rushed home as soon as he got off work. He works at the company all day, and only during his lunch break can he go to a hotel with his mistress for an affair.

Wow, he's really busy.

My husband walked to the bathroom door and handed me a tissue, asking with a serious expression, "Honey, are you pregnant?"

"No, I just feel a little nauseous."

I said it casually.

With a cold expression, he handed me a pregnancy test: "You should still take a test."

"Xue Fan, what do you take me for? Someone as filthy as you?"

I sneered.

But he insisted on pulling me into the bathroom so I could use a pregnancy test to see if I was pregnant.

My husband has a guilty conscience because he cheated on me, and he's also afraid that I'll cheat on him too.

He said, "Why did you suddenly vomit? Why do these symptoms sound like pregnancy?"

I used a pregnancy test in front of him, and it showed a line, proving that I wasn't pregnant at all.

I felt incredibly humiliated when I saw the result, so I slapped him hard and said, "Now, are you satisfied?"

When he saw the result, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

In that instant, I saw right through this man and felt a chill in my heart.

"Xue Fan, I feel disgusted just looking at you."

I turned and went back to my bedroom, locking myself inside. Thinking about our 10-year relationship, tears welled up in my eyes without me even realizing it.

With tears in my eyes, I contacted a lawyer, wanting to sue the mistress as soon as possible.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

My daughter noticed something was wrong with me and knocked on the door.

I was afraid my daughter would worry, so after thinking about it, I went out to open the door.

My daughter rushed into my arms and hugged me.

I calmed myself down and went into the kitchen, saying, "Sweetie, Mommy has something delicious for you."

I made my daughter's favorite dishes: braised fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, and stir-fried broccoli.

I finished cooking, and soon my husband came to the kitchen to help.

I was busy cooking the whole time and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

I married him like a blank sheet of paper, and I truly loved him.

But now, all I care about is my daughter.

My husband hasn't tasted my cooking in a long time.

He sat down next to his daughter and served her food.

The daughter said, "Dad, Mom loves sweet and sour pork ribs the most. Can you make some sweet and sour pork ribs for Mom?"

My husband listened to our daughter, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks, put it in my bowl, and I casually threw it away.

I find everything this man has touched dirty.

Seeing how much I disliked him, he finally couldn't take it anymore, abruptly put down his chopsticks, and asked, "Have you made enough of a scene? Do you even want to continue this relationship?"

The daughter was so frightened that she kept crying.

I hugged my daughter tightly, feeling a pang of heartache, and glared at my husband.

"What are you shouting for? You're scaring our daughter!"

My husband noticed that he had lost control of his emotions, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said to our daughter, "I'm sorry, Daddy lost his temper."

He comforted his daughter and they sat down to eat again.

During that time, my husband's phone rang. He answered it.

I could eat with my head down and know without even thinking that it was the other woman calling.

My daughter pouted and said unhappily, "Dad, why are you always so busy? You don't even have time to have a meal with Mom and me?"

I gestured to him with my eyes: "If you want to fight, go outside and fight. Don't disturb my daughter and me while we're eating."

My husband didn't answer the mistress's call; instead, he turned his phone upside down on the dining table and put it on silent.

If my daughter weren't here, I wouldn't want to talk to him at all.

Actually, after I found out he had another woman, I gave up on him.

I treat him like air now.

After dinner, my husband took the initiative to clear the dishes and wash them in the kitchen.

I knelt down and picked up my daughter: "My darling, Mommy's away on a business trip for a week. During this time, you'll stay at Aunt Juan's house and keep Guoguo company, okay?"

"Mommy, I'll miss you..."

The daughter said with reluctance.

At her age, what she needs most is her mother's company.

I said, "My darling daughter, Mommy will be back soon. Mommy went on this business trip to earn money to buy you toys, okay?"

The daughter nodded in agreement.

My husband came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and overheard my conversation with my daughter. He said with a stern face, "You're not allowed to go on business trips."

"My affairs are none of your business."

I said coldly.

What a double standard...

It's perfectly normal for someone to have an affair while on a business trip.

He wouldn't allow me to go on a business trip.

In the past, I would definitely have taken his words to heart, but now I think to myself, who do you think you are? I will no longer make any sacrifices for you.

My husband took my hand and explained, "Honey, don't overthink it. It's not that I don't want you to go on business trips, it's just that they're too tiring. I can't bear to see you suffer."

"I feel that my hard work is worthwhile, unlike when I was a full-time housewife, I had to ask you for money and I would feel guilty if I spent even a penny more. I feel very secure earning money through my own abilities."

I say.

My husband asked again, "Honey, what time are you leaving for your business trip tomorrow? I'll take you there."

Still pretending to be all lovey-dovey. I never knew my husband was such a good actor!

Fine! You want to compete in acting, huh? Then I'll put on a good show with you.

I glanced at the time and said, "No need. My flight is tomorrow morning. I'm going there to discuss a project, and it'll probably take about a week. But don't worry, I'm going with several colleagues, so it'll be very safe."

……

After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed to rest.

Perhaps I've been too cold to my husband lately.

In the dead of night, my husband put down his phone, suddenly pulled me into his arms, and said in a gentle, magnetic voice, "Honey, it's been so long since we did 'that'?"