Ten Years of Marriage and A Regret

It was funny that my husband was a billionaire, but my mother had died because I couldn't afford the surgery.

My parents had favored boys over girls. Soon after my father passed away, the five sisters in our family had all run away and had then lost contact with each other.

I was the only one who would visited my mother occasionally after she fell ill.

As Mrs. Chambers, I seemed carefree on the surface, but in truth, I had to ask for every penny I needed in advance.

The day my mother suddenly fell into critical condition, I had called Sean countless times.

The call was connected for only three seconds, and I hadn't heard Sean's voice but only deafening music.

As a man in his thirties, he was too busy with work to accompany his wife to visit her dying mother yet he could have the energy to go to a concert with a young girl.

Hearing what I said, Sean frowned.

"Look at you now. You are no different from your mother."

He returned to the bedroom impatiently, as if afraid that I would continue to pester him with this matter.

If it were in the past, I would cook a plate of spaghetti as an apology whenever Sean ignored me though it was not my fault at all.

Finishing the spaghetti was his implication that we could make peace.

However, this time, Sean would only see an empty room instead of spaghetti after pushing open the door.

The suitcase was right next to me, so I didn't even have to bother packing up my stuff and could directly go away in a car.

The sparkling street lights outside the window flew behind me, just like our brilliant youth.

Sean and I were each other's first love since we were still students.

I had asked Sean why he was in love with me in the first place.

His reply was, "Because you are different from others."

Born wealthy and successful, he could get everything in the world without the least difficulty.

I was the only exception.

Ever since he failed a grade due to illness, I had always been ranked above him.

He had also been overshadowed by me with the honors I had won.

Sean had hence begun to pursue me like crazy.

He had publicly professed his love to me at the commendation ceremony.

After knowing my family was poor, he had persuaded the principal to set up a scholarship specially for me.

He had influenced my life by osmosis.

He was bold but always considerate.

If that was all, I could still suppress the budding love in my heart with my senses.

I hadn't let down my guard until when my mother gave birth to a son.

I was the eldest with lots of younger sisters in this family in straitened circumstances.

I had picked up a puppy outside but I hadn't dared to take it home, so I had secretly kept it in the woods nearby with Sean.

However, my father had killed the puppy in my presence, skinned it, and stewed it to nourish my mother so that my little brother would have more breast milk to drink.

I had cried my heart out, wanting to kill my father and myself with a knife.

Sean had arrived in time and had taken me away after leaving a stack of cash, saving my future.

That day, I had opened my armored heart to him, pouring out the grievances and difficulties I had been through for about 20 years.

I had said to him that I would never have a dog again, for it was a pain that would haunt me my whole life.

I had made up my mind that I would study hard and would allow myself to be at the mercy of others.

Hearing my resolutions, Sean had held my hands gently but firmly.

"I'll stand by you all the time."

Unfortunately, he had broken the promise made at the age of eighteen by the time I was thirty.

Sean had told Amanda my most embarrassing secret as a joke.

The salvation I had thought turned out to be just another abyss.