Divorce is My Valentine's Day Gift to My Husband

The smallest classroom at the corner on the fourth-floor was where the one-on-one adult Muay Thai class was held.

My coach is my best friend - Austin.

She was pleasantly surprised when she seeing me.

"Annie, you come finally."

She pounced on me with such force that I cried out in pain.

The expression on Austin's face changed as she rolled up my sleeves, "Did that bastard hit you again?"

"That trash of a man. You should have left him a long time ago. Look at you, you're a mid-level leader in a company, how can you let yourself be bullied like this..."

I interrupted her, "Divorce would just let him off the hook, wouldn't it?"

"I plan to go with the second option you mentioned."

As my best friend, Austin had witnessed me being beaten several times. She angrily came up with two ideas for me.

First, get a divorce.

But I could guarantee that Denny would never agree to divorce me. After all, he didn't have a proper job now and relied on me for support. If we divorced, he would have nothing.

Divorcing through litigation was too complicated. It could drag on for a year or more, during which time my safety cannot be guaranteed.

Second, fight fire with fire.

Inviting Denny out and letting Austin beat him up to vent my anger for me.

At that time, Austin patted his chest and promised, "Annie, based on my years of experience, men like Denny are just bullies who are afraid of tough opponents."

"As long as I beat him up, he will know that someone is backing you up, and he will definitely not dare to bully you."

Good idea, however, I had decided to change the person in charge of implementation.

Austin's eyes lit up, "Tell me, when and where do we start?"

I held her restless hand.

"Austin. That's intentionally hurting someone if you hit him. I can't drag you into this. I came here today to learn Muay Thai from you, to do it myself."

I thought Austin would dissuade me, but I didn't expect her to hold my hand tightly and get even more excited.

"As my best friend, you should have done this a long time ago. Don't worry, I will teach you everything I know. Let me see first what skills you are suitable for."

Austin turned around twice and frowned, "Annie, you are too thin now. Look at your thin arms and legs, they can be broken with a twist. No matter how many skills you have, they are useless without strength."

"You weren't like this before."

Actually, I had a good foundation. I practiced sports for several years when I was in school. With a height of 5.6 inches, I was not considered short among girls.

Just that...

After getting married, I neglected to exercise and was rarely exposed to sunlight. My skin became pale, and my abdominal muscles disappeared. The slender and powerful limbs gradually turned into thin sticks.

The downside was that there was no strength to fight back when encountering violence.

"You should supplement protein first and start with muscle training."

After a busy day, Denny stayed at home.

Hearing the movement, his face turned grim.

"Where did you go today? It's the weekend."

I took out my phone and opened the photos in the album, "Denny, I just went to meet my best friend. You have also met her, Austin."

Denny pushed away his phone and sneered, "That crazy woman, it's better to have less contact with her so as not to be influenced by her wild thoughts."

In the previous few times when I was beaten out of my house, I hid at Austin's house. Denny was very dissatisfied with her.

The interrogation was not over yet. Denny crossed his legs and placed them on the coffee table.

"Then let me ask you, why did you come back so late last night?"