I decided to let my husband be with his lover and chose divorce, but he begged me in tears not to leave novel

Arlo wasclearly stunned .HeknewImustbe unhappy about that night .

Arloturnedand took a cigarette box from the coffee table ,shook out a cigarette , put it betweenhislips , and litit.

A momentlater, he slowlyexhaled a thinwispof smoke .

A few days ago you saidyouwantedto go out and work .

Howcome afterjust a few days yourenowmakingafussaboutdivorce ? Tiredof being Mrs.Brown for so long , want to go out and experience life ? Go out andseehowmanypeople areworking overtime for just a few thousand salary , havingto watch othersfacialexpressions .

Grona ,you livein a 5000 square foot villa , being Mrs.

Brown .

What more are you unsatisfiedwith ? Histone washeartlessand cold .I finally couldnt hold back anymore and smiled bitterly .

Mrs.

Brown ? Is therea Mrs.

Brown like me? Isuddenly stood up and pulled Arlo to the closet , yanking open the doors with a whoosh .

Inside wasawhole row of jewelrycabinets , but they all had password locks .

I didnt know the passwords .

These were all managed by his secretary .

I pointed at those things ,mocking myself sarcastically .

Isthere any wife who needs to report and register with her husbands secretary just to use a piece of jewelry ? Is there any wife who needs to write an application to her husbands secretary to use any money ? Is there any wife who doesnt even have cab fare when going out ? 63% ♡fo Arlo , you tell me , is this how one issupposed to be Mrs.

Brown ? Yes , you give me1 millioneverymonth .

But everytimeIreceive the check , Ifeellikeitsjust a favor afteryou use me for release .

Arlocoldly interrupted me: Is thathow you think ? Hegently pinched my chin : You wantadivorce ? You think you can live what kind of life without me? Iwasin painfrom hispinch and raised my hand to push him away .

The next second , Arlocaughtmy hand , his cold gaze fixed on my empty ring finger : Wheres your wedding ring ? I sold it.

My tone was bleak: So Arlo , lets get divorced .

Those words almost exhausted all my strength .

Arlo was the man I had loved for six years .

If it wasnt for that night , ifI hadnt seen those fireworks in the sky , Perhaps I would have stayed in this loveless marriage for many more years .

But I saw it .I dont want to be with him anymore .

Maybe life after divorce will be harder than now ,like Arlo said .

But I dont regret it .

AfterIfinished speaking , Igently pulled my hand away .

I pulled out a suitcase and started packing my things .

I knew in his heart he probably never imagined Iwould have such a rebellious day .

12:02Mon,Dec30• ****** C 63% ActuallysayingIwanttodivorcehimsoresolutely.

But Icouldntcareaboutanythinganymore.

JustasIfinishedpackingandwasabouttoleavewith mysuitcase, Thenextsecond,Iwaspickedupbyhim,carriedafewquicksteps,andthrown onto the bed.

Arlostallbodypresseddown onme.

Hisfacewastightlyagainstmine,eyetoeye,nose to nose .

Hot,intensebreathswirledbetweenus.

Afterawhile,histhinlipsmoved tobehindmyear , histone frivolous : Youre making afusswithmejustbecauseofMaeve?Grona,whycant you be more honest ? IsntthisMrs.Browntitle whatyouschemedfor ? Why dont you wantit now ? I trembledathiswords .

Evennow ,hestillthought Ihad orchestrated that nights events .

The phonerang.

Arlo ignored it,loweringhisbody tokissme.

I refused, shaking my headtrying to break free.

The phone kept ringing persistently.Finally Arlo answeredirritably .Itwas hissavior ,Maeve , on the otherend .

Arlo , my leghurts so much .

Can you come keep mecompany ? The coquettish voice came through the phone .

Arlo didnt answer immediately .

Heseemed to consider for a moment before saying to the phone : Ill be over in a bit .

17:02Mon,Dec30W < After hanging up , he got up and changed clothes ..