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

"Honey, don't take it personally. You don't come home every other day, and I can't just revolve around you."

"After all, I have to have my own life and circle. Chloe and I are just dog-walking partners. It's not what you think."

"When you were at work, because the nature of your work was confidential, did I tell you if you didn't come back for ten days or half a month?"

"If you doubt us like this, I also have reason to suspect that you have another man outside."

My eyes were slightly red.

Yes, I also have male colleagues in a confidentiality work unit.

But I always ensure they have a sense of boundaries.

When my female colleagues are not around, if a male colleague invites me to have dinner together, I will subconsciously refuse.

I wouldn't just take their car.

There will be no solitude without a sense of boundaries.

Because I know I have to give my husband the minimum respect.

Why can I do it but he can't?

I was about to speak when Chloe suddenly called him.

"Daniel, it's over, my water heater exploded..."

Daniel stood up suddenly, threw away his apron and rushed out.

"Wife, the meal is ready. It's in the pot. I'll go check it out first. She can't handle it alone as a girl."

A bitter smile froze on my face.

Half an hour later, Daniel was probably busy repairing the water heater, and Chloe came to my house with ease.

In front of me, she opened Daniel's safe, which he had never opened to me before.

"Sophia, you may not know this yet."

"Daniel and I have known each other for a long time. If my parents hadn't stopped me and forced me to go abroad, I would definitely be Daniel's wife now."

I was stunned as I watched her take out the diary and a girl's hair band from the safe.

After 10 years of marriage, I still thought that there were so many gold, silver, jewelry and family heirlooms in the safe.

But I didn't expect it to be just a diary of secret love for my ex-girlfriend.

And a worthless hairband.

Just because Chloe left it.

It's worth keeping it for so many years.

"Sophia, now you know why I became your neighbor. To tell you the truth, even this house was found for me by Daniel."

"We are not just dog-walking partners. If you have more sense, you should take the initiative to divorce."

I nodded, "I'll do as you wish."

I didn't touch the breakfast in the kitchen.

When Daniel came back, he was completely cold.

I sensed a strange atmosphere in the room.

Daniel called me tentatively: "Sophia? Didn't you have breakfast?"

"I heard that you're going back to the confidential unit this afternoon. This is the Mung Bean Cake I bought for you on the way. It's from your favorite restaurant..."

His hands froze in mid-air.

I placed the Divorce Agreement I had just printed in front of him with an expressionless face.

"Sign it."

Chloe had come to me about this a long time ago.

Daniel didn't know.

"Are you serious?"

He looked at the Divorce Agreement on the table and sneered, "Okay, then I'll grant your wish."

Daniel thought he could control me, so he signed the contract out of spite.

Turning around, I heard him talking to his brother in the box:

"I bet you one million dollars that Sophia is just bluffing again and there is absolutely no way she will get a divorce."

"The fake Divorce Agreement has been signed. It would be fine if we just coaxed her into giving her a way out."

"Besides, she depends on me for food, clothing and shelter. After a few days of divorce, she will realize the dangers of society."