Husband’s corgi bore a golden retriever. I’m divorcing.

I couldn't help but sneer. I saw it with my own eyes but didn't say anything, but he really thought I was a fool.

"Go out and ask your neighbors to help you buy condoms. Do you think this is normal?"

"Or is it that your relationship has become so good that it's not awkward to discuss this topic in private?"

"Or maybe you've slept in the same bed together when I wasn't home. I don't know how many times you've done it!"

“Bang!”

Daniel slapped me in the face with a grim expression, "Shut up!"

"I won't allow you to insult an innocent girl like this in front of me!"

Chloe stood aside, at a loss, and tried to persuade him in a crying voice.

"Daniel, please stop hitting your sister-in-law. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come to deliver things to you in the middle of the night, nor should I have bought you condoms."

"I'm leaving now, don't quarrel because of me."

Daniel grabbed her arm and said, "You don't have to apologize to her so aggrievedly. It's obvious that she has a dirty mind and sees others as dirty too."

"I've wronged you today, I'll invite you to go downstairs and eat crayfish, just ignore this complaining woman."

Daniel picked up his coat, put his arm around Chloe's waist and turned to leave.

My cheeks gradually became hot and burning because of that slap.

Chloe gave me a victorious smile as she turned around and walked out the door.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took out my phone and called a lawyer.

"Work overtime and draft the Divorce Agreement now and send it to me tomorrow morning."

I got up and went to the refrigerator to get some ice cubes to cool down my face and reduce the swelling.

Looking at my disheveled self in the mirror, I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

Ten years ago, Daniel proposed to me while kneeling in a sea of flowers. He swore seriously:

"Sophia, marry me, and I will never let you suffer any injustice in my life."

Although we are together less than together in the ten years after our marriage, our relationship is still very good.

When I was watching the news about a domestic violence man, before I could express my opinion, he gritted his teeth and said:

"What good can a man who beats a woman have? This kind of guy should be sentenced to death and spend the rest of his life in prison!"

But just now.

He hit me for the first time because of a word.

When the pain on my face felt a little better, I covered myself with the quilt again and tried to fall asleep, but I was extremely awake.

A message suddenly popped up on the phone.

Chloe posted a short video:

"I knew I would always be your favorite. Someone said that he would feel sorry for every tear I shed. As expected, when he saw me crying, he got angry and beat up that bitch~"

The video shows a man's hand helping her peel crayfish.

On that hand, he still wore the men's ring from his wedding.

In the pinned comment below that video.

Chloe replied:

"No matter how many years have passed, I am still his only preference. Someone will not come home again tonight."

Sure enough, it lasted until dawn.

Daniel never came back.

The next morning, I was half asleep when the door was pushed open.

Daniel stood at the bedroom door and looked at me for a long time, then put on an apron and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

"woke up?"

He looked gentle, as if he had just gone on a business trip yesterday.

After we came back, our relationship was still as good as before.

But I can't forget that slap.

I can't forget how he stood up for Chloe.

I can't forget the red marks on his body and his messy shirt.

What I can’t forget even more is that he did not come home at night and spent the whole night alone with another woman.

Daniel softened his tone and advised me seriously.