From Now On, I Will Only Love Him

Unfortunately, he didn't agree to divorce.

But it didn't matter. I had evidence of his cheating. If it really came to that, I could file for divorce.

But I was someone who cherished friendships!

Due to the relationship between our families, if it could be avoided, I was unwilling to take that step.

So two days later, I met with Selena alone again.

Selena seemed much more normal this time.

She was confident, and even carrying a hint of arrogance in her demeanor.

"Yara, why do you want from me?"

I ignored her attitude, took a sip of coffee, and got straight to the point.

"Don't you want Hank to divorce me and marry you?"

Selena curled her lips and said neatly, "No."

There were so many words stuck in my throat, and I felt deeply frustrated.

"Wait, isn't the ultimate goal of a mistress to become the legal wife? Why would you want to be a mistress if you don't want to replace me?"

"No. At least Hank is not the one I want to marry."

"Why? Hank is handsome and rich."

"He's a chatterbox."

"He is thoughtful and caring."

"He's a chatterbox."

...

Fine, I lost.

Hank's chatter was really scary.

Before getting married, I thought he just enjoyed sharing things with me. It was not until we lived together after marriage that I realized Hank's nagging was reflected in all aspects of life.

For example, one time when we were driving on the highway, he was like the controller in the passenger seat.

One moment he wanted me to step on the brakes, then he wanted me to turn the steering wheel. Sometimes he wanted me to pay attention to road signs, sometimes he wanted me to maintain distance...

The most frustrating part was that he didn't even know how to drive. Whenever we went out, either I drove or we had a chauffeur.

He annoyed me for two hours that day. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stopped on the emergency lane and slapped him. Then I drove him to the back seat.

It was the same at home as well.

Especially when I was working, he would sit beside me and recount every detail from his start of work to the end of the day, regardless of the occasion.

I was a person who enjoys peace, but as time went on, I became more and more afraid of being in the same space with him.

"Then why do you like him?"

Thinking of those, I unwillingly argued again.

Selena rolled her eyes and said, "Of course it's because of money. Your husband is very generous in buying things and even more generous in giving money."

She made a valid point, but I couldn't accept it.

"Those are our joint property. Aren't you afraid that I will reclaim what rightfully belongs to me?

"I don't care. You went after him, so you have to take responsibility for this. It's unfair that both of you get what you want while leaving only me disgusted."

Probably because she didn't expect my outburst, Selena's mouth hung open in surprise.

After a while, she sighed and said, "Honestly, I really can't help you with this.

"Hank's father is not good at socializing, the Shaw Group has no strong backing, and it is facing increasing difficulties. The only source of profit for the Shaw family now is the company you and Hank have been maintaining since your marriage. And it's you and your father who have brought profit to this company.

"Think about it, under these circumstances, can Hank really leave you?"

What a clever mistress!

I straightened my back and my expression became much more serious.

"How do you know all of this?"

"Investigation. Do you think I did it aimlessly? Let me tell you this, if your family had a son, I might have considered becoming related to you."

I laughed and said, "With such a smart mind, being a mistress is truly a waste of talent."

"Well, everyone has their own aspirations. Here's some advice for you, your husband is not as innocent as he seems."

After saying this, Selena stood up and trotted away like a fluttering butterfly.

I was left with one hand supporting my head, sighing helplessly.

"Do we really have to file for divorce?"