My Mother Died Because of My Wife's Cruelty

When I returned home, it was already dawn.

Alice hadn't come back yet.

The sun, which had not yet fully risen, shone on the house, making the already cold home even colder.

Eight years ago, everything in this house was organized according to Alice's preferences, and now it seemed to be such an irony.

For nearly a year, Alice and I had been living apart.

But there were still some clothes in the bedroom.

The moment I opened the bedroom door, I smelt the scent of Alice's usual fragrance.

The smell that used to be pleasant made me a little nauseous.

I quickly held back the urge to vomit and searched for my clothes in the wardrobe.

The moment I went out and closed the bedroom door, I heard Nolan's voice outside.

"Alice, you know I came back just for you. I don't want to send you back here after my next birthday party."

With Nolan's words, there was a moment of silence.

Nolan outside the door and me inside the door were waiting for Alice's answer.

After a moment, Alice's voice came from outside the door.

"Nolan, what you think is also what I want, but you need to understand my difficulties. Let's take it slowly..."

I couldn't help but sneer.

I didn't know what I was expecting just now.

Was I expecting Alice to give this marriage one last piece of decency?

It seemed that I had overestimated her.

Just after Alice finished speaking, before Nolan could respond, the huge wedding photo hanging in the living room fell to the ground with a loud 'bang'.

The glass covering the photo shattered all over the floor, just like our broken and miserable marriage.

I stopped packing and sat on the ground, laughing.

Maybe even God couldn't stand it...

The loud noise in the room caught the attention of two people outside the door.

Soon I heard the sound of the door opening.

Nolan stumbled into the door, reeking of alcohol, with Alice in his arms.

Perhaps because he saw me at home, Nolan's arm around Alice seemed to be a little tighter.

Seeing me, Alice subconsciously broke away.

It seemed that even Alice, who was usually arrogant, also knew shame.

Nolan laughed when he saw that I had no reaction to these.

"Vincent, you're still angry. Come and support her. You're a good man. It's not urgent to tidy up the house."

Alice also thought that I was definitely going to come forward to help her, so she symbolically took two steps in my direction.

But the next second, seeing that I was still standing in place, she returned to her usual attitude towards me.

"Vincent, are you trying to lie on the ground? Don't you know to help me when I come back?"

I packed up the clothes I had just taken out of the bedroom and stood up.

Then I took out the divorce agreement that had been prepared long ago and slapped it on Alice's face.

"Alice, let's divorce."

The moment I got close to Alice, the feeling of revolting just now surged up again.

Alice, who was reeking of alcohol, clearly froze for a moment.

Bending down, she picked up the paper that had just slipped to the ground, read it carefully and then rubbed it into a ball with a face full of disdain.

"Vincent, have you been watching too many dramas recently? Have you learned to play these tricks? Are you trying to scare me? Aren't you afraid that I will actually sign it?"

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at Alice's questions.

She probably wouldn't have dreamed that I would file for divorce, because eight years ago, I loved her dearly.

Despite all her misconduct over the past year, I had still been patient and tolerant towards her.

But she didn't know it wasn't because of her, but because of my mother.

Now that my mother was dead because of her, the last bit of bonding had disappeared with her departure.

I took the crumpled paper from Alice's hand, stretching it out and handing it to her again.

"I will be glad if you can sign the agreement, saving the trouble of going to court. The distribution of the family's assets is clearly stated in the agreement, and I will not settle for anything less than what is written."

Maybe it was my calmness that made Alice believe a little bit more or less.

Her arrogant and domineering attitude just disappeared.

Leaning on her favorite cabinet, she stood frozen in place.

That disgusting feeling of nausea just came back.

I didn't want to stay here for another minute, so I picked up the things I just packed and left the house.

Nolan, who had been standing at the door, must have been startled.

He quickly moved aside for me.

At the moment the door closed, I felt as if I had just turned over a swamp.

Even though I was covered in mud, I had a sense of relief that I had broken free from the shackles.

As I waited for the elevator, I heard Nolan's voice from inside the door.

"Alice, don't just stand there, take a look at how the property is divided in the agreement..."

He was so disgusting.

This time, I didn't want to hear Alice's reply anymore.

I walked quickly into the elevator and pressed the close button.

As the elevator door closed in an instant, I took a long breath and the disgusting feeling gradually disappeared.

I thought I would never come back to this place in my life.