After I Stopped Loving Her, She Regretted

At the class reunion, everyone was playing truth or dare.

My wife's first love lost, and he walked up to her.

"Can I kiss you?"

My wife didn't refuse, putting her hand on his shoulder and closing her eyes.

He held her head, and they shared a "century-long kiss"!

The room was dead silent. Everyone looked at me.

But I just sipped my coffee and took off my wedding ring, putting it in my wife's hand.

"The vibe is perfect. Don't you reckon it's time for you to propose to her?

"Let's figure out when it's convenient, and we three can go get your wedding done."

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Everyone looked at me like I was crazy.

My wife, Amelia Davis, was still in her first love, Shawn Jones's arms, with a blush on her face and a dazed look in her eyes, confused and suspicious.

Someone stepped in to break the awkward silence. "We're just messing around, so don't take it too seriously, Elijah."

But I didn't appreciate the interruption. I walked over to Amelia and Shawn, serious.

"How come you two lovebirds aren't a couple yet? Let's figure out when it works best to get your wedding paperwork sorted.

"Once we split up, you two can get married. It'll be a quick and easy process!"

I pointed at Shawn. "And this time, you can't back out at the last minute!"

Amelia's blush was gradually replaced by anger, and she furrowed her brow and looked annoyed.

"Elijah, are you crazy? It's just a game, you don't have to take it so seriously!"

I was well-known for being a henpecked husband. Although I had a successful career, I always obeyed Amelia at home and didn't want her to suffer even a little bit.

If it were in the past, I would feel very sorry for her just by seeing her frown, but now I felt disgusted.

The two of them kissed each other in front of me brazenly, and wanted me to pretend not to see it?

Did my blind obedience make her lose perspective?

Amelia felt that I didn't cooperate with her, which made her lose face and feel embarrassed.

After the class reunion was over, it was a little late, and she walked straight into Shawn's car in front of everyone's eyes.

Did love drive people crazy, to the extent that they didn't care about saving face?

With everyone present either teasing or showing sympathy, I calmly started my car and went home.

However, just as I got home, I received Amelia's urgent call for help.

It turned out that Shawn had driven drunk and hit someone.

I didn't want to get involved.

But after thinking about it, she was still the mother of my child, and now we were a family. She was crying hard. Maybe she was really hurt.

When I got to the scene of the accident, I saw Amelia carefully blowing on Shawn's forehead.

There was a small bump.

I looked Amelia up and down and confirmed again that she was unharmed, breathing a sigh of relief.

But before I could catch my breath, Amelia saw me and came up to grab my hand tightly.

Her palms were sweaty, maybe she was really scared.

But soon her words refreshed my understanding of her.

"Elijah, you've come at the right time! Now go to the car and sit there. If the traffic police ask, just say you were driving."

"What?"

I stood still in a daze, realizing that she was asking me to take the blame.

"Elijah, Shawn has lost his job and is looking for work. He can't have any violations on his record. Just do me a favor and help him, okay?"

My wife, asking me to do her ex-boyfriend a favor by taking the blame for him!

What an unreasonable person!

Before I could even object, the traffic police arrived at the scene.

Amelia pushed me out. "Officer, he was driving the car and ran into the person!"

Only then did I notice that there was an old man lying in front of the car.

The old man squinted his eyes. As soon as he saw the traffic police, he started groaning louder and louder. "Ouch, ouch!"

Ah, life was like a drama.

When the traffic police asked who the culprit was.

"Him!"

"Him!"

Good, it was a 2-2 draw.

The old and I were pointing at Shawn.

Amelia and Shawn were pointing at me.

The old man looked at me sympathetically and pointed at Shawn angrily.

"Don't think I have poor eyesight. It was this brat who ran into me. They were hugging and kissing each other at the time! If you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance video!"

The traffic cop who had just figured out the nature of our relationship was momentarily stunned.

In the end, Shawn was given 12 points and fined $400, and he had to pay $1,000 to the old man.

The old man happily put the money into his pocket and patted my shoulder as he passed by me.

"Young man, oh..."

"Elijah, it's so late. Let's take Shawn home first!"

Was I a clown?

I floored the gas pedal and left them behind.

By the time I was about to fall asleep, Amelia came back, and she moved to the guest bedroom in a huff.

In the past, whenever she was angry, she would threaten to sleep in a separate room, and I would always apologize and buy her gifts to make her happy again.

But this time, I just turned over and fell asleep.

I didn't have to worry about her kicking off the covers and catching a cold, or being squished against the edge of the bed by her terrible sleeping position. I slept soundly in my 80-inch-wide bed all by myself.