Love's Sorrow in the Shadows of Yesterday

Henry and Jason rushed to smooth things over.

Ruby sneered and grabbed Walter's hand.

"The most useless woman would threaten a man with divorce," she said in a sarcastic tone.

Walter couldn't bear to lose face and frowned at me.

"Coral, have I spoiled you too much by being too nice to you? Have you forgotten the days when you used to cry and beg me not to divorce you?"

I picked up my phone and left without saying a word.

I would no longer cry and beg him.

When Ruby first returned from abroad, I had many arguments with Walter because of their excessively amorous relationship.

Every time, Walter would say, "If you can't stand it, get a divorce!"

At that time, I was still lost in the false love, apologizing and making amends to Walter, begging for his forgiveness.

I even knelt down at the door of my own home.

I cried bitterly in the silent and lonely night.

But Walter treated my tolerance and love as a reason to trample on me.

This time, I would no longer bow my head.

I went back home and packed my belongings, moving into the small apartment I bought before my marriage.

I bought it with my own savings.

At the time, Walter argued with me when he knew I bought the apartment.

"A fool would buy an apartment. It's small and remote, and it's embarrassing. You might as well use the money to buy a car, which would make me look good when I drive it around."

Later, my parents gave me a top-of-the-line luxury car, and Walter was finally satisfied.

I was glad that I did not listen to Walter's persuasion at the time.

This small apartment was my sanctuary.

And that luxury car had become Ruby's exclusive vehicle.

After all this, it was already dawn.

I was wide awake, so I went to print a divorce agreement.

When I got home, I saw Walter standing at the door.

I was a bit surprised, as this was the first time he had come to find me on his own.

"Last night, I may have said something too harsh, but you really shouldn't have treated my friend that way. Go apologize to Ruby, and we'll call it a day."

When I left yesterday, I heard Ruby say, "The daughter of a nouveau riche is just a spoiled brat. It's a curse to marry a woman like that."

Walter described me to outsiders as a paranoid and jealous woman who spent her days fighting over trivial things.

But the truth was that it was always Walter who was throwing a fit in this marriage.

He only showed a polite and gentle side to outsiders.

At home, he was picky and difficult to please.

Adding garlic to a dish would make him furious with me, scolding me for being useless and throwing the plate.

"It's never been my fault to apologize."

I handed Walter the divorce papers and walked back to my room, leaving him behind.

Walter followed me closely, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"Don't be angry anymore. I'll apologize if you want me to," he said.

His hands roamed over my body. "I know I've neglected you lately, and you're angry. I promise to have a child with you, okay?"

I pushed him away and slapped him hard.

"Don't touch me. It's disgusting!"

Walter's face turned red on one side quickly.

Anger appeared in his eyes.

But before he could get angry, I fainted.