Giving Up My Wife To Her Sweetheart

My wife Cristal Maddox finally secured the project she had been pursuing for two years, and the company held a celebration banquet at the largest hotel in the city.

When I drove her there, the broken rib in my chest stabbed me and made it painful to breathe.

"Today is our fifth anniversary, and you..."

This was the only reason I forced myself to come and send her off.

But Cristal interrupted impatiently.

"You insisted on celebrating the anniversary today, but we never celebrated it before. You just don't want me to be with Kolten Rowe, right?"

After saying that, she slammed the car door.

I waited at home for five hours, packing my things and boarding the plane with a heavy heart.

But Cristal looked for me worriedly.

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"Today is our fifth anniversary, and you..."

Cristal paused as she got out of the car when she heard my words. Then she turned her head, her face full of impatience.

“We haven't celebrated any anniversary for five years. This year, on the day when my project was signed, Jadiel, are you trying to make it disgusting? Isn't it just because you don't want me to be with Kolten?”

After saying that, she got out of the car quickly and slammed the door.

I originally wanted to tell her that I had something important to tell her.

Kolten was her childhood friend who grew up with her.

After graduating, he went abroad for five years. This was the first project he got after returning.

Compared with them, who were at the top of the business world, I was more like a passerby in a novel.

A salary of 2 thousand dollars was not enough to support my wife.

I fell in love with Cristal nine years ago when I just started college. She was the outstanding graduate of that year, and with her perfect graduation design, she won the favor of a listed company. She had already got the offer before graduation.

Her motivational speech for freshmen was unforgettable for me.

Her youthful smiling face crashed straight into my heart.

All my roommates said that I was talking in my sleep when I said I liked her.

After all, she had a childhood friend, Kolten, who was as outstanding as her.

But after graduation, Kolten went abroad, and she unexpectedly agreed to be my girlfriend.

I thought as long as I worked hard enough, I could eventually melt her heart.

But nine years of effort told me that my thoughts were naive.

I sat in the living room, curling up my body because of the intense pain in my chest.

Cold sweat dripped down my cheeks onto the floor.

Five hours passed, and it was late at night.

One after another, the messages I sent got no replies.

I fainted several times in pain, with my mind full of telling her the truth.

However, when I woke up again, I didn't see her.

Trembling, I called her but failed to get through.

But on the social platform, there was another update from a familiar account.

In the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel where Cristal attended the celebration banquet tonight, two figures who were standing intimately in front of the large bed were reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window.

It posted: [Five years have passed, but everything remains the same.]

I was heartbroken by the words, feeling a chill all over.

The last trace of hope for this relationship was shattered.

I couldn't help but burst into a bitter smile, and the broken bones in my breath stabbed my heart.

All of this was expected.

I had always been her backup plan.

Now that the first one had come back, perhaps even I, the poor candidate, was no longer needed by her.

I picked up the thing on the table that I had prepared to show her, and my eyes were blurred by tears.

Probably it was because my body was in too much pain.

Tears fell down my face.

We met in our youth, but we were destined to say goodbye in the end.

The efforts made in the past nine years had only trapped me.

If I had listened to my friend's advice from the beginning and realized their intimate relationship, would everything today not have happened?

I closed my eyes in pain, thinking about that scene from that day.

Soon, I fell into even deeper despair.

I realized that even if I could start over and knew the outcome, I still wanted to try for myself once.

Maybe she would fall in love with me.

Maybe she would forget about Kolten.

The day we met happened to be the day Kolten went abroad.

I couldn't help but think what if I saw them together with my own eyes?

Instead of hearing it from others, maybe I would let go of the thoughts I shouldn't have.

Unfortunately, life couldn't start over again.

After Kolten returned to the country, I received anonymous messages from strangers on my social media.

And it was that person that kept updating my wife's activities.

He was familiar with Cristal even more than I did.

He knew when she had a meal, when she would sleep when she went to work, and when she had to work overtime.

I even had to learn about Cristal's period from him.

But the passionate love of my youth filled my heart with unwillingness.

I decided to try again and again.

At first, I did ask Cristal.

But when I tried to say caring words, her face instantly turned cold.

"Jadiel, are you spying on me?

"Isn't it enough? Kolten and I have known each other since we were kids, but how many years have we been married? If there's anything between us, you can never be my husband."

How familiar the excuses were.

But I dared not argue at all.

Kolten's return shattered my pitiful self-esteem and sense of security.

To attract Cristal's attention, I started staying out all night.

I posted photos of me playing with other girls on social platforms.

But Cristal just transferred 20 thousand dollars to me.

"Have fun."

Her words shattered my disguised mask.

Today, it would be my last chance for myself.

I originally planned to tell her everything when she came back.

I thought humbly that maybe knowing everything would soften her heart for the first time in these nine years of marriage.

Maybe I was not as humble as I thought.

But the harsh reality disappointed me, and their photo on the screen humiliated me.

I left the divorce agreement that I originally planned to take out after a month, signed it, and left with my luggage.

Perhaps leaving alone quietly wasn't a bad idea