Ex-husband, Please Don't Come Near Me!

I didn't know why I came here and what I was here for.

When I realized it, I raised my palm and slapped Troy's face hard.

Troy was stunned by my punch. Then he looked at me in astonishment.

It should be the first time I had slapped him.

I asked angrily, staring at him, "When did you two get together?"

Monica was shocked. She exclaimed while checking Troy's face and saying, "Troy, are you okay? Jessa is too much!"

I was so angry that I even laughed.

"How dare she, a mistress, say that I'm too much?"

I hadn't even laid hands on her yet.

After Monica finished checking on Troy, she turned around and explained to me, "Jessa, you misunderstood Troy and me. We..."

"No need to explain to her."

Troy looked gloomy. Sheltering Monica behind him, he looked at me indifferently.

"Yes, I did cheat. Do you have the right to control me?"

"Scumbag!"

I was so angry that I pounced on him and bit his wrist hard.

He painfully groaned, and I tasted the bloody taste.

But I was not satisfied. I pushed him hard and cursed, "I misjudged you! See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow! Whoever doesn't show up is a good-for-nothing!"

I turned around and ran away without looking back.

The wind at night was strong and chilly, stinking my eyes.

Tears rolled out of my eyes uncontrollably...

I ran for a long time before realizing that I was an amnesiac.

Five years ago, I lived in the dormitory and got along with Troy. We were preparing to get married.

Today, five years later, I was already a divorced woman.

I had no home.

Joe said that Troy gave me the marital home, which turned out to be true.

But there was no trace of Troy living there. Even the wedding photo we hung up ourselves had been taken down.

I sat on the big bed in a daze as I had difficulties remembering how I got divorced.

To find out the truth, I called my best friend, Daisy Shawn.

The first time I called, Daisy hung up my phone.

I thought she had changed her number.

The second time I called, she finally answered, but she replied without any emotion, "Jessa, I don't have a friend as foolish as you!"

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand.

"It doesn't mean anything. I just look down on you."

She hung up the phone again and blocked my number.

"Even my best friend treated me like this, so what have I done in the past five years?"

To find out the truth, I found Daisy.

Based on how she had been treating me indifferently and her sarcastic remarks, I could roughly understand what she meant.

Since I married Troy, we had been getting along. Both of our careers had been developing smoothly.

Half a year ago, I successfully conceived our first child.

Coincidentally, Joe returned from abroad.

Joe was my pursuer in college, but I never liked him.

After graduation, he, who had been abroad for many years, came back half a year ago.

As soon as he came back, we secretly started seeing each other.

Although Troy was angry when he found out the truth, he forgave me for the sake of the child.

But to be with Joe, I secretly had an abortion when I was three months pregnant.

Troy was extremely sad. Finally, he agreed to divorce me.

Daisy's words shocked me.

I couldn't believe that I would abandon such an excellent Honey and have an affair with a man I never liked before.

It was impossible!

No way that it could be like this!

I grabbed Daisy's arm and shook my head anxiously, saying, "It's impossible, Daisy. You know me best, and you know how much I loved Troy back then. It's surely impossible for me to fall in love with another man, right?"

Daisy shook off my hand and said impatiently, "Yes, I asked you so that day. But what did you say? You said Troy was always busy with his work, and he couldn't give you the kind of emotional support you wanted. Joe is different. He is willing to spend time with you, go shopping, and watch movies with you. He understands what you want..."

"It's not like that!"

I interrupted her and covered my ears with both hands, saying, "It's not like that. Troy understands me and loves me. I understand him and love him. I just want to be with him forever! If I divorce him, it must be because of Monica."

Daisy looked at me in surprise.

After a while, she said, "Jessa, Monica only returned from abroad last month. If you want to find an excuse to shirk responsibility, you should find a more reliable one."

"Of course, it's hard to say if Monica came back to be after Troy or not."

I was stunned.