lover

Like many other couples, my wife and I came together because of love. However, love cannot overcome time or worries about food and money. The couple came from poor backgrounds, got married and had children, all the burdens on their shoulders made us tired.

I often look at other families and feel jealous of them. Many people are lucky and were born with springboards to fly. If they come from a poor background like me, at least they are lucky enough to marry a rich wife and rely on their mother’s side. As for me, looking back and looking back doesn’t have any advantage.

My only biggest advantage is being handsome, but “you can’t eat how beautiful you are”, my wife often says whenever someone compliments her husband as handsome as a movie star. She used to be infatuated with my appearance, but finally got bored and realized that “beautiful is not edible”.

We always try to work hard and save money, but “money coming into the house is as difficult as wind coming into an empty house”. Every month, the salary you receive will be spent that month. There are times when your child is sick and you have to borrow money. At those times, it is difficult for husband and wife to smile at each other.

Then that person appeared, it was my boss’s daughter. She is 4 years younger than me, unmarried, not beautiful. I didn’t have any impression of her, until I realized she liked me.

She goes to work just for fun, so as not to waste her time on useless things like her father said. She often comes to where I work, sits there and talks about all sorts of things, looking for excuses to ask for guidance on this or that.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable because of this overly hasty attitude. I’m a man, and men usually only like to be around beautiful girls. She looked back and forth, there was nothing cute about her.

One day, on my birthday, she gave me a watch. When I looked up the price online, I was angry because it was so expensive. I brought it back, she just laughed: “What’s so expensive? If you like, I can buy you a hundred of those. To me, the most expensive thing is your heart.” Immediately, I was struck by her words.

She knew I was married and had a young daughter, but she still frankly proposed: If I would leave my wife and children to come to her, she would be willing to give me everything. She likes me and wants to have me.

I returned home, in a confused and confused mood, hearing my wife’s voice while cooking, complaining about the increase in meat and vegetable prices but no increase in salary. My wife said, this month people compete with each other to get married and marry each other. The cards are stacked up, and there will probably be bad luck. I looked at the expensive watch in my hand and realized that money can absolutely buy joy and happiness.

I started to get angry and quarrel with my wife. The words my wife complains about every day, why do I feel so uncomfortable hearing them now? My wife didn’t notice that I had changed. Finally, I decided to say frankly, I’m fed up with this life.

My wife looked at me confused: “What do you mean?”. “I want a divorce,” I answered decisively. My wife just smirked and turned away. She thought I was joking and said, “Write an application, I’ll sign it.” But when she saw the divorce papers I had prepared, she turned pale and was speechless.

She asked why she wanted a divorce? When she heard me say that I loved someone else, she immediately signed the form without hesitation. We have no assets in common, other than our daughter. The wife said she will raise the child. I promise to send a monthly allowance. My husband and I broke up like that, so quickly it was like a joke.

When I packed my things and left the motel room, looking at my daughter who was sleeping soundly, my wife turned away, feeling a bit cruel. I myself don’t know what I’m really doing, I don’t understand how it got to this point. But thinking that tomorrow my life will turn a new page, I decided to walk away.

I returned to live in my lover’s luxury apartment.

I want to register my marriage but my girlfriend doesn’t. She said, marriage registration is just a worthless piece of paper. If you no longer love, it’s like me and my wife. What she said made sense, I didn’t think much of it.

Thanks to my mistress, my boss’s daughter, I was promoted.

With my ability, many people will not be satisfied when I become a manager. I know they whisper and talk behind my back, but I don’t dare say a word in front of me.

After the divorce, I still sent money to support my daughters but never saw them again. My girlfriend doesn’t like that, and I also don’t want to displease her. The life I dreamed of was actually not what I expected. After only two years, I became like my girlfriend’s “errand servant”, with no respect.

When I expressed my attitude, she said: “What do you ask for, what ability do you have besides a bright appearance? You are in my house. If you want to talk loudly, come back to the “house”. Your old “pig trough”.

The little dignity I had left reminded me to leave. I want to go home, I want to see my daughter again. I will find my ex-wife and ask for forgiveness to start over.

However, when I returned to the old boarding house, my wife and daughter were no longer there. I called and my ex-wife said they had moved out. She also announced that she was getting married, and clearly stated the date and time she invited me to attend.

“Thank you for leaving me”, those were the last 6 words his ex-wife said before hanging up the phone. I sat down in front of the closed room, feeling darkness surrounding me.