The Secret of Second Marriage

In the afternoon, I took my daughter out to look for a place to live.

Sister Juan called to ask if I had found a place to live. She has a spare apartment that she doesn't need right now, and she wants me to stay there.

I said, "Juan, you've already helped me a lot."

Juan said, "Xiaoman, don't be so polite with me. Besides, it's not like you can't afford a house. You're just not divorced yet, and most of the assets are with your husband. Once you're divorced, you can buy a house too."

I said thank you.

Sister Juan said very loyally, "What are you thanking me for? I'm still your daughter's godmother. Even if I'm willing to let you suffer outside, I can't bear to see our lovely little girl suffer outside."

After thinking about it, I packed my suitcase, took my daughter's hand, hailed a taxi, and moved into the studio apartment registered under Juan's name.

This house is located in a very bustling and affluent area in the city center.

It's said that it's inhabited by single, aristocratic individuals.

That house was part of her dowry before the marriage.

The property environment is very good.

Juan gave me the keys and even had her driver help me carry my suitcase upstairs.

Juan said, "Xiaoman, don't worry, just stay here. Don't be afraid of anything. If anything goes wrong, your best friend will support you."

Juan's kindness to me brought tears to my eyes instantly.

I said, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? How many friends and confidants can one meet in a lifetime? Everyone encounters difficulties. That year I was sick and hospitalized, and the caregiver I hired paid for didn't care at all."

I ate cold food for several days, but you still made me delicious soups and broths from home every day and brought them to the hospital to feed me.

I'll remember this kindness.

Sister Juan said it with a flourish.

I wanted to pay the rent, but Sister Juan refused to accept it.

But I still gave Sister Juan a red envelope containing 1 yuan.

Everyone has their own internal scales, even if they don't say it aloud, they know it in their hearts.

Even the best relationships shouldn't be based on one-sided demands, otherwise they will inevitably fall apart.

Juan knows my personality; if she doesn't accept my red envelope, I won't stay at her house.

She still accepted my red envelope.

I feel more at ease then.

Juan had a social engagement that evening, so she left first.

My daughter has been busy decorating the new house.

Sister Juan's house is beautifully decorated, clean and tidy; you can move in right after a quick cleaning.

Around 3 PM, my daughter and I contacted a Lalamove delivery service and returned to my previous home to pack our belongings.

I returned to that familiar home once again.

I tried to unlock my phone with my fingerprint, but found that the other party had already deleted my fingerprint.

The more I thought about it, the more upset I became, and I knocked on the door for a long time.

They opened the door from the inside.

My mother-in-law said impatiently, "What are you doing back here? Didn't you leave? If you have any backbone, take your daughter and move out, and never come back."

"Why shouldn't I come back? This is my home."

I sneered and led my daughter inside.

From the moment I entered the house, I carried large plastic bags and suitcases containing the baby's, my daughter's and my clothes, shoes, daily necessities, my daughter's homework books, school ID, meal card, vaccination registration book, and so on.

After I finished packing everything, I remembered that I had ordered a package a few days ago. It contained sausages and cured meat for the Chinese New Year, as well as some very expensive seafood.

I spent several thousand dollars to buy these.

I asked my mother-in-law, "Have you received my package?"

My mother-in-law initially gave me a cold look and didn't want to talk to me.

I could tell she was hiding something; she must have received my package, opened it without my permission, and didn't want to spit it out.

I said, "If you don't mind the embarrassment, I'll call the police to come again. Anyway, I have the shipping receipt; if all else fails, I can just call the police to catch the thief."

When my mother-in-law heard this, she was probably a little scared too.

She's greedy for small gains, but she's not quite brave enough to do anything underhanded like stealing.

"Your things are all here, okay? I didn't steal anything from you. You can't falsely accuse me!"

My mother-in-law went to the refrigerated cabinet in the storage room and threw one box after another of the insulated delivery boxes in front of me, scattering them all over the floor.

She said disdainfully, "Take it away, take it away, take it away now! It makes it sound like I'm deliberately trying to covet your few pieces of meat. It's just meat. Who can't afford that these days?"

I don't want to waste my breath arguing with him.

I asked the delivery driver to carry my luggage downstairs and took one last look at the wedding room.

I've made up my mind to get a divorce and divide the property.

The move went smoothly, but my daughter is too young and I don't want to leave our old home.

She cried and said, "Mom, I don't want to move. Waaaaah... I can't bear to leave Dad."

"My darling daughter, we're only staying away for a few days. Mommy will have her own house soon. If you miss Daddy, Mommy will still take you to see him, okay?"

I saw my daughter's face, bleeding, but I was still very gentle and patiently talked to her.

The daughter then nodded.

I took my daughter and carried our luggage back to the apartment. We were busy until very late before we finally went to bed.

My phone rang around 10 p.m.

I hesitated for a long time while staring at the screen before answering the phone: "Feed? Mom."

My mom asked on the phone, "Did you and Xue Fan fight again? Why did he call me today saying you ran away from home? And that you're insisting on getting a divorce? Lately, you haven't even wanted to go to the company's annual party with him."

"Mom, we'll handle things between him and me ourselves. Don't interfere."

I say.

My mother's voice instantly rose: "How can I not care? You just want to divorce such a good marriage without considering the consequences. After the divorce, will you be able to find another man as good as Xue Fan?"

Even if you find someone else, no one will treat Niu Niu as well as Xue Fan. He's still her father; doesn't he love his own daughter?

"I don't plan to look for another one."

I say.

"Forget it, so what if he cheated? Everyone knows a cat might steal fish. Men are all like that. As long as he still cares about this family and is willing to earn money to support it, that's enough."

My mom is still trying to persuade me.

"Mom, times have changed. We're not the same as you were back then. Divorce isn't shameful, and I'm capable of supporting myself and my daughter. I don't want to spend my life with a scumbag."

I couldn't stand it anymore and hung up.

Yes, times have changed.

Women who suffer greatly in their marriages have another path: divorce and pursue their own lives.

I saw that Shen Xing sent me a goodnight message.

I clicked into his WeChat chat page and glanced at it. I found that he had transferred 10 red envelopes to me in a row, each containing 520 yuan.

I admit I was quite happy to see these red envelopes.

The fact that a guy was willing to give me so many red envelopes means that I am attractive in his eyes.

But my husband and I are not divorced yet, and I don't want to enter into a relationship that is not blessed right now.

I have my own mature considerations.

If I get close to Shen Xing now, maybe on the day of our divorce, my husband will say that he's divorcing me because I cheated on him with a younger man.

I admit I'm selfish and have too many concerns. I don't want my reputation to be damaged, and I can't be as willing to risk everything for the person I like when I was younger.

I returned all the red envelopes that Shen Xing sent me, and I didn't reply to his goodnight message.

My neighbor Zhang Yan messaged me on WeChat: "Sister, are you home yet? Have you made up with your husband? I'm worried about you. Let me know if you see this."

I replied, "I'm fine! I'm currently renting a place with Niu Niu. Everything is safe, so you don't need to worry."

Zhang Yan sent another message: "Sis, you've moved out? Are you really planning to divorce your husband? Actually, I think he's a great guy—handsome, successful, gentle, and stable. Why don't you reconsider?"

I don't love him anymore.

I thought about it and replied to her.

I've really made up my mind to get a divorce.

Today I spent the whole day out looking for a place to live with my daughter.

My husband knew in his heart that my daughter and I might end up homeless.

But he doesn't care.

His brother pretended to urge me to go back last night, but today he's probably busy dating his mistress again. He didn't make a single phone call or send a single text message...

I think he finally couldn't keep up the act anymore.

It doesn't matter.

I'm waiting to see the drama of suing the mistress tomorrow.