Love is Like the Deep Sea Without Regrets

I smiled bitterly. I was no longer the same person I was before.

Sebastian's love was like the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, empty and illusory, which could only be seen but not touched.

I still remembered when he first realized that he had recognized the wrong person, he hugged me tightly in his arms.

"Juliette, I don't care if it's wrong. I only know that I love you and you are my wife!"

Later, in front of my sister's hospital bed, he also said, "Jasmine the person I love from beginning to end is you, Juliette is just a ridiculous misunderstanding."

Knowing it was a misunderstanding, I was too timid to rush in and confront them.

Before getting to know Sebastian, I lost a memory during a car accident. When he said at a dinner party that I was the one who saved him, I was not sure if it was me.

However, he was too confident. I could not help but feel tempted by his tender eyes and I also had a glimmer of hope.

When my sister revealed the whole story to me, I felt like a dirty rat hiding in the sewer stealing other people's happiness. How could I dare to dance in front of them?

My sister had passed away.

Since Sebastian married me, my sister’s tombstone could only have my father-in-law’s name engraved on it: [Harold Fisher’s wife.]

He wanted to carve her as his wife, but he didn't dare to fight back and be rude to his father. His raging anger had no place to be vented, so I became the punching bag.

How could the wealthy and powerful young man in the city commit such a shameful act of domestic violence? Sebastian began to abuse me sexually.

Hidden wounds and torment made me too embarrassed to confide in and seek help from others, so I could only silently endure them myself.

Too often, he was worried that I would get pregnant.

He said, "How could a malicious woman like you be worthy of giving birth to my child!"

I silently picked up the clothes that were torn into pieces on the floor, like a puppet without any life.

"I will ask Mrs. Martha to buy contraceptive pills later and I will take them on time from now on."

He was still dissatisfied with this reply, so he pulled up his trousers, slammed the door and walked out, bringing back the first mistress that night.

Like those vicious wives in TV dramas, I started using money to bribe these girls and asked them to leave my husband.

Girls like flower buds appeared one by one beside Sebastian.

Even if I were the richest man in the world, I would not be able to deal with this.

Until he brought back a woman named Zendaya, he had not had another woman around him for nearly half a year.

I also completely understood that Sebastian's love did not belong to me, or rather, he had no love for me but only deep hatred.

Hatred because he had mistaken me for my sister who had saved him and hatred because he could not engrave his name on my sister's tombstone.

So now, how could I expect his love?

Now that my father-in-law had also passed away, it was time for me to leave.

I picked up the divorce agreement and put it in Sebastian's study room, then turned around and went to pack my things.

Before my father-in-law fell critically ill, I asked him to help me contact university in the Germany and prepare to study abroad.

When I was carrying my suitcase downstairs, the servant stopped me.

"Mr. Sebastian said we should check the things you take with you when you leave to prevent you from taking things you shouldn't take!"

I pushed the suitcase forward and gestured for her to check it at will.

The servant rummaged through the suitcase and found an osmanthus necklace.

My pupils shrank slightly. It was the gift Sebastian gave me when we first met.

The servant fiddled with the necklace and looked at me with disdain. "I'm afraid you can't take this necklace with you."

He did not even want to leave me this though.