When I saw him, there was a beautiful woman standing next to him, absolutely perfect. This forced me to take a step back and hide in the shade.
I don't think he wants to see me. As his wife, he can only hide in the dark and look at him silently, which is a kind of sadness.
He told me in a cold tone on the phone: "Divorce!" All the property is for you. "
I cried. "What do I need money for? I want you. I just want you. "
There was a silence on the phone, and then a cold blind tone.
I cried for a long time and found him with a trace of expectation, but my heart was full of disappointment. Love, once love was so beautiful, he said he would love me for life, but in just a few years, even the children didn't have time to break into our lives, and the love in our hearts was eaten up by trivial things. What a terrible love, what a heartbreaking oath, is breaking up our only way out?
A black shadow blocked my sunshine.
I was surprised and asked, "Who?" Raised his head.
A wicker fluttered in front of me as if to answer my question. I sighed and looked around, and he had disappeared, leaving only a white and green road, which stung my eyes with cold light.
In the dim light, I seemed to see the morning of my wedding. I was awakened by the sun, and I felt empty. I did it with a little surprise. I heard a trivial noise from the kitchen. I quietly went down to the ground and acted like an agile cat. I hugged him tightly and suddenly behind him. He was shocked, turned his head and pinched my nose, looking distressed.
At that time, my smile must be very sweet and happy, but I can't remember how long I haven't laughed like that. In the hateful time, she brought me not only my face, but also my happiness and happiness.
Although time compensated for our rich life and luxury of money, I still often think of the days when we burned charcoal stoves together at Loudaokou, which was scorching sun. But it's all because of me. I don't know when it changed First he cried for a dress he couldn't afford, and then he kept nagging about his meager monthly salary. So he became silent and looked at me with surprised and confused eyes.
I yelled at him: "I want money, I want money, can love be a meal?"
His face sank in my roar, and a trace of pain floated to his eyes. But I just make a scene regardless, forcing him to quit his beloved career and force him to succeed. He really succeeded, and I squandered a lot of money. Without my urging, I often show off his success. Hearing this, he always walked away silently with a depressed mood.
When I am tired of spending money and spending it alone, I remember that he seems to have not come home for a long time, so where is he, where is he staying at night, and why didn't you call me?
I usually call him when I am crazy, and a woman's lazy voice runs through my eardrum. Oh, my God! A person becomes bad when he has money. Why did I never think she would change? His love for me will change.
For the next few days, even I was afraid. I put the war with him in the first place, more important than eating and sleeping.
He avoided me and looked at me with complicated eyes that I couldn't understand.
But I can't let him just leave quietly. I want to be with him. I am afraid that life will become poorer than before. Love is warmer than money after all, and I don't want to give up.
But what should I do? He doesn't want to see me at all. The beauty around him changes every few days. What can I do to win back his heart and let him go home? Begging, I tried, threatened me, and even swore that he wouldn't look at me, but said coldly, "Leave! Don't insist, it's useless. "
And I never leave, so I pester him to remind him of me forever, even if it is hate.
He really hates me. Recently, his phone calls have become more and more frequent, urging me to divorce. I avoided it this time, and my mobile phone is not working. Let him worry. I don't want a divorce anyway, so make good use of it! Maybe when his conscience finds out that he doesn't want a divorce.
With simple luggage, I went back to my old house, carefully tidied up the rusty coal stove and found some charcoal to light it. I didn't expect such a simple thing to be more difficult than going to heaven. My face is blackened, and the charcoal hasn't been lit yet. This is his first time, and I can't light it. I have to give up. I ran into the kitchen and found a mess, and suddenly I lost my appetite. With a hint of fatigue, I pushed open the bedroom door and a musty smell came to my face. I can't help but frown. When did I get used to the life of rich people and never go back?
When I returned to that magnificent home, I was enjoying the delicious dinner brought by the nanny. His phone is calling again. It took me a long time to pick it up. His voice is strange. Let me out. I sneer, your house, won't you come in?
He didn't answer, his voice was a little urgent. Come out!
I walked out of my fortress without insisting, holding my head high like a queen. He saw my gentle eyes for an instant, just a flash, and I suspected that I was hallucinating.
He has a divorce agreement in his hand. I didn't even look. He held it tightly and shook his head hard. He bitterly pushed me into the street. I was shocked when I braked in a hurry. If he hadn't caught me in time, I'm afraid I would have become a ghost under the car. He stared at me breathlessly, feeling guilty.
But at this moment, I was disappointed, and love came to an end, and it was impossible to turn back. I have nothing to say now. I grabbed his divorce papers and signed my name. It's cruel. I smiled and let go of my hand. I didn't expect my heart to relax a little.
His promise is right. He gave me all his possessions. I didn't ask him how to live. That is no longer my concern, because we have become strangers.
I heard his news again at a banquet hosted by a rich man. Hearing someone mention him, my ears stuck out unconsciously. He was arrested. I was shocked and asked. He had problems years ago. Finally, when he was on the verge of bankruptcy, he gave me all the available funds and went to prison.
I went to see him in prison with doubts, but he refused to see me, which made my heart ache and ache.
You see, I just misunderstood my husband, thinking that he changed when he got rich and wanted to divorce me. Now I regret divorcing him. If I had carefully understood the situation before making a decision, I wouldn't have today's ending. So I hope you don't follow my old path.