When the Wolves Came in The 80s, My Officer Husband Chose to Save Her Over Me, So I Asked for a Divorce

Serena walked over and looked at me with disdain.

“Hey, don’t think you’re so special just because you’re married to Fabio. If I wanted to, you’d be divorced in a second.”

I hadn’t expected her to be so shameless.

I gave a short, cold laugh as I told her, “Oh, really? Weren’t you the one who once called him useless?”

Serena’s face turned red as she tried to defend herself, responding, “I didn’t say that! Don’t twist my words.”

“You know very well what you said.”

“Bitch! Our parents are on my side! Fabio treats me well. You have nothing, so what can you fight me with?”

“Fight you? Please. Anything that can be taken away isn’t worth having.”

“You-”

“Ah! Wolves are coming!”

A terrified voice suddenly screamed. Everyone froze. Then, I saw it. There were several pairs of glowing green eyes staring at us from the darkness.

Panic broke out. The night was pitch black, so we could hardly see a thing. The campfires had gone out for some reason and the wolves’ howls grew louder. There were so many of them this time.

“Run!” someone shouted.

After that, chaos followed. Not knowing what else to do, I climbed a nearby tree. When I looked around, I saw Serena had climbed up another tree not far away. Below us, six or seven wolves circled, their eyes glinting coldly, saliva dripping from their mouths.

Beside me, Serena screamed at the top of her lungs, trembling so hard the branches shook. She was only making things worse. Was she trying to attract them?

Because of her noise, a few wolves turned their eyes toward me as well. More and more of them began jumping at the trees. The branch I was sitting on was thin and shaking. I grabbed a higher one, barely thicker than my arm, praying that help would come soon.

Just then, I heard the sound of hooves pounding against the ground. A horse galloped toward us and its rider’s figure became clear. It was Fabio.

Serena saw him too and cried out, “Fabio! Save me! I’m scared!”

I shouted his name as well, but Fabio’s eyes were fixed only on Serena. Without hesitation, he rode straight to her tree, lifted her into his arms and rode away without even glancing at me.

I stared, stunned, as Serena looked back. Her expression was full of triumph and mockery. Meanwhile, my arms trembled as my strength slowly gave out. In the end, I fell from the tree straight into the wolves below.

When I opened my eyes again, Monica, our neighbor, was sitting beside me. I hadn’t expected her to be there and I gave her a weak smile. Her eyes were red and swollen.

“Still smiling? Do you even realize how close you were to dying? If my brother hadn’t thrown a detonator at the wolves, you’d already be gone.”

When I remembered the fall, I could only feel thankful that I’d fainted right away. If I’d stayed conscious and watched the wolves attack me, I probably wouldn’t have survived.

My body was wrapped in bandages. Every muscle ached as if it were being torn apart. Luckily, my face was still fine. I tried to sit up, wincing in pain.

“Monica, can you help me get a divorce petition?” I asked softly.

Monica stared at me for quite a while before nodding her head. To be honest, we hadn’t been very close before. But she had been taking care of me these past few days. Hence, we had grown closer.

Fortunately, my injuries weren’t too serious. The doctors said I could leave the hospital soon. When Monica helped me downstairs, I saw them. Fabio and my parents were carefully supporting Serena, surrounding her with worry and comfort.

In that instant, I understood why no one had come to see me all this time.

Monica glared at me angrily, cursing my heartless family.

I gave her a bitter smile. So this was the truth—no one had ever truly loved me.

How wonderful, I thought. At least now I could leave without any more worries.