When Arthur Vance tried to force me into a divorce for that actress one more time. I chose to compromise. The hand holding his cigarette paused. After a long moment, a half-smile played on his lips: "What, being so obedient this time." "Did you figure out throwing a tantrum is useless, so you're trying a new tactic?" I took off my wedding ring and said calmly: "No, I just don't want to drag this out anymore." 1 After a long silence, Arthur put out his cigarette. Leaning against the wall, he said leisurely: "Actually, there's no rush." "It's just that Mia's career is taking off right now." "You constantly harassing her is really annoying." I didn't answer, just carefully signed my name on the divorce agreement, stroke by stroke. Then I said, "Don't worry, it won't happen again." Arthur stiffened slightly, seemingly lost in thought. A moment later, he stood up straight, a barely perceptible trace of irritation in his voice: "Good, it better be." "Otherwise... you know the consequences." My body instinctively trembled. The last time I was forced to divorce, I had a breakdown. I directly leaked the explicit photos Mia had sent to provoke me online. But Arthur sued me for defamation. Afterwards, her fans doxxed me, forcing a public apology. That time, after hearing the court rule in his favor, Arthur was just like this, calmly watching me break down. Then, raising an eyebrow, he dropped the line: "Wife, are you satisfied with this result?" It's strange. It was so painful and suffocating then. But thinking back on it now, My heart feels completely numb, only finding it ironic. After walking out the door with my luggage, I looked at the plane ticket in my hand. With hindsight, I realized. I had finally let go of this relationship that had left me in such a pathetic state. 2 On the large screen in the mall. Mia, endorsing a major lipstick brand, smiled with dazzling confidence. It gradually overlapped with the image of the little girl baring her fangs to provoke me in my memory. Arthur was right about one thing. Mia's career was indeed taking off recently. Those explicit photos not only failed to affect her, But instead, because of her unapologetic attitude, fans praised her as an "independent, clear-headed leading lady." But the first time I discovered Arthur was cheating, Was due to Mia's own provocation. At that time, I turned the entire Vance family upside down. I made sure everyone knew about Arthur's scandalous affair. During that time, all the wives I was on good terms with were advising me. Advising me to be magnanimous. Advising me to compromise. But I was full of hatred. I hated Arthur for betraying me. Hated him for turning me into a hysterical madwoman. While he lived it up, embracing his little lover. I refused to accept it and refused to compromise. Until that time, reporters caught them going to a hotel room together. The situation blew up, and Arthur, to protect Mia's future and reputation, Decisively chose to go public with their relationship. Back then, the top trending searches were all about the love story between the wealthy heir and the actress. Driven mad by the provocation, I ran to Arthur's company and caused a huge scene. Arthur suppressed his anger and told Mia to leave first, which only made me break down further. I smashed his head with an ashtray, cursing him for being trash from a dumpster. At the end of the argument, his face cold, he blurted out: "Yes! I am trash, and I did cheat. If you can't stand it, then let's get a divorce!" As the words fell, both he and I froze. But in the end, I spoke first. I was more hysterical than before, acting more like a madwoman. "Why should I agree to a divorce?!" "Why should I step aside for you and that bitch?!" "Arthur, you and she deserve to carry the names of adulterer and homewrecker for the rest of your lives!!!" 3 After that incident, we parted on bad terms. Arthur didn't even come home anymore. The only way I knew his whereabouts was through Mia's affectionate posts on social media. Under the multiple blows, I made an extreme decision, intending to drag us all down together. I posted my marriage certificate with Arthur online, pointing out the fact of their affair. But before the situation could escalate, Arthur made his move. He paid a high price to bribe my mother's attending physician, keeping him stranded abroad. Then he forced me to clarify that the marriage certificate was fake. The moment I heard the news, all color drained from my face. I didn't even notice Mia's provocative, triumphant look. I almost shrieked in a breakdown: "Arthur, you know perfectly well her illness can't be delayed!" "You know this will kill her!" "How can you be so ruthless!?" But Arthur remained unmoved, still calmly smoking his cigarette. After I collapsed on the sofa, exhausted, He finally put out his cigarette, saying unhurriedly: "Wife, don't expect me to go easy on you." "Go clarify it, don't ruin her." At that moment, my heart felt a suffocation and despair like never before. Like a dying fish, only able to helplessly flop on the shore. I couldn't even believe the man in front of me was my former lover. It was also that day that I finally decided to end this relationship. 4 But what left me in a pathetic state was far more than just this. My mother's illness couldn't wait; I could only choose to compromise. I personally admitted that the marriage certificate was fake, that it was all because of my jealousy and wishful thinking. The comment section of that post is still filled with filthy insults directed at me to this day. "Lady, are you crazy desperate for a man?!" "Psycho, daring to spread rumors that my goddess is a mistress. How cheap can you get." "Who's gonna go slap her to wake her up?" "Crowdfunding, I'm putting in five bucks." "I'm putting in ten." ... During that time, I was in a daze, like a walking corpse. I could only escape by staying at my mother's bedside. Perhaps my condition was too haggard; even without accessing the internet, My mother sensed something was wrong. Sighing, she talked to me about my past with Arthur. Young love is always the purest. In high school, Arthur liked me but was too insecure to confess. He only followed me day after day, escorting me home. Until the day I was targeted by a few thugs. To protect me, Arthur had three ribs broken. Yet he gritted his teeth, shielding me tightly beneath him. Afterward, naturally, I fell in love with him. At that time, Arthur hadn't been recognized by the Vance family yet. He was still that wild kid living with his grandmother, never having enough to eat or wear. It was my mother who kept helping him out. Even his tuition was paid by my mother. But now, my mother's past kindness had become a sharp knife aimed at her. She didn't know what her daughter was currently facing. I looked at my mother's increasingly haggard face. Thinking, let it be. At the very least, I still have my mother. At the very least, I am not completely left with nothing. But fate loves to play tricks on the unfortunate. 5 When I received my mother's critical condition notice, I rushed to the hospital like a madwoman. Only to be forcefully cornered at my doorstep by Mia's fans. They doxxed me and found my home address. Righteously confronting me. I couldn't break free from the crowd, my eyes red with anxiety. I could only keep explaining the truth of the matter. But no one believed me. "Hilarious, still daydreaming here, how pathetic are you?" "Weren't you arrogant when you slandered my goddess as a mistress? Who are you crying for now?" During the argument, someone got angry and shoved me hard: "So shameless, hurry up and apologize!" I stumbled and fell awkwardly to the ground. I heard someone snicker. Enduring the stinging pain in my knees, I finally compromised. Like a marionette, I kept apologizing to the cameras. "I was being cheap, I was delusional." "I'm sorry to Mia, it's all my fault." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." That group of self-righteous fans, acting like they had won a victorious battle, laughingly let me go. "Shouldn't you have done this earlier?" But by the time I rushed to the hospital, it was too late. For a moment, I thought I was having a very long dream. When the dream woke up, I was still the little girl sleeping in my mother's arms. I hadn't met Arthur yet, hadn't sunk to the point of being trampled upon. But reality dealt me a fatal blow. I chose the wrong person, and I didn't even get to see my mother one last time.
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