Ten Years of Marriage and A Regret

Focused on his phone, Sean couldn't be bothered to pay attention to what I was doing and just nonchalantly tried to make conversation.

"Choose one for Phoebe as well. Also, buy a pink dress for her. Pink flatters little girls like her."

I suddenly remembered that Amanda was in a pink dress when she cried in front of my house that day.

"I don't know her size."

I could hardly remember how long it had been since I last saw Phoebe.

Back then, Sean urged me to quit my job and have a child.

But after I gave birth to Phoebe, the Chambers family had taken her away when she was only one month old with an excuse that a daughter should be raised in luxury and shouldn't be influenced by my poor air.

I could only see Phoebe at family dinners during the holidays.

I was not even allowed the chance to hug the daughter I had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy and difficult labor.

Sean said with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "Forget it, I'll let Amanda do it.

Her taste is way better than yours. I hope Phoebe can be like her in the future."

I was well aware that I was not in Amanda's league.

Amanda was Sean's young and beautiful neighbor, the apple of her family's eye.

She had been sent to Sean's company to relieve the boredom of her carefree life after graduating from college abroad.

The Chambers family didn't allow me to visit them, but they always welcomed Amanda.

Even in the family photo, Amanda was standing right next to Sean, carrying Phoebe in her arms on my behalf.

I rubbed my red wrist and said, "You are right, so we should get divorced as soon as possible so as not to hinder your family reunion."

"Are you done with your insanity?"

Sean raged and threw his phone on the coffee table.

"I've been good enough to you. Don't push me too far. Don't forget that you are nothing without me!"

He finally spoke out his true feelings.

For the past ten years, deep in Sean's heart, he felt he was out of my league the whole time.

I felt a lot more relaxed at once.

We finally didn't have to pretend in our life together anymore.

"Yes, you are good to me..." I said calmly, "When my mother died, I called you but you didn't answer. You should have been watching a concert with Amanda at that time."