Maria and I were college classmates. She was the most beautiful girl in our class. She pursued Logan for four years, and I also pursued her for four years.

When she was rejected by Logan, she would always come to me for comfort. I thought my sincerity could move her in the end.

The fact was, she agreed to be with me after graduation.

We got married soon, but she never posted anything about me online.

She said she didn't like to be too high-profile.

"Marriage is a very private matter. As long as we live a good life, that's fine. What do you think?"

"I'll listen to you."

To make her happy, I suppressed my joy and kept our relationship in secret.

It was not until she gave birth to Stella that our lives began to become promising.

After we got married, did laundry, cooking, and housework after getting off from work, and never let her worry about anything.

As long as I looked at Stella's happy smiling face, I was very satisfied.

She could focus on her career and was promoted from an unknown salesperson to deputy manager in just one and a half years.

An internal competition for the marketing manager position was about to happen, but she resigned.

Because Logan came back from abroad.

I didn't know how Logan convinced her to resign.

Yesterday, I was busy working overtime, so I asked her, who had just quit her job, to stay at home and take good care of Stella.

Unexpectedly, she went to the party anyway.

I didn't know why I married her. Over the past three years, she had been completely obedient to me, and I thought she was finally moved by me.

But I didn't expect that a sharp sword was about to stab me and my mother.

I took a last look at Maria's WhatsApp, then looked at my mother who was crying.

During these three years, it was my willfulness that made my mother suffer.

A forced relationship would only make people suffer.

It took me three years and I paid a heavy price to understand this truth.

And it was time for me to let go.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just stay there. How could there be a car accident?"

"I'll be there once I'm done with this."

"But...then wait for me."

When I found her with the divorce agreement, I heard her going out while talking on the phone.

She walked very fast.

I took several days of bereavement leave to hold Stella's funeral. Everyone in the company comforted me.

Unexpectedly, Logan also happened to have a car accident at this time.

The video of his accident was playing continuously in the news.

The perpetrator had not been caught yet, and Maria had not been home for several days.

I went to the hospital to find her, but the nurse told me that Maria had gone to the police station to look for the culprit.

She ran everywhere and helped Logan handle the case at the police station.

I put away the divorce agreement when my cell phone rang.

The text message reminded me that I had spent more than 30,000 dollars.

There were many unread text messages, and I was usually too lazy to read them. This time, I took a look because they popped up.

She used my card. What happened that required her to use so much money?

Was there something wrong with her too?

Since Logan's accident, she never answered my calls. After many twists and turns, I finally found her.

But the scene before me hurt me deeply.

She squatted down and wet the towel, then stood up supporting the hospital bed, and gently wiped Logan's body.

Although she was physically weak, she was in good spirits.

It was as if she could transform into a superwoman and never know pain again.

But when I was with her, she wasn't even willing to touch a needle, for fear that it would hurt her.

However, she did this for Logan.

I knocked on the door.

She turned around and saw me, then her expression changed from guilty to indifferent.

"What are you doing here? Just think that I had borrowed thirty thousand dollars from you. I'll return it to you when I get my salary."

The first thing she did was to distance herself from me.

Had I ever asked her for a penny in all these years?

She didn't even care about Stella after Stella died.

I also helped with the funeral. Although she was very busy, she was still helping Logan as a free caregiver.

Maybe the thirty thousand dollars was all spent on Logan.

Logan half sat up from the bed and pretended to be puzzled, saying, "Maria, you still paid for my surgery? Doesn't Lucas know about it? You shouldn't do that."

"The company has been in a big deficit lately. I don't have enough to pay for your surgery. The perpetrator hasn't been caught, and the commercial insurance compensation is not enough. This thirty thousand dollars is just a small fraction. I have no other choice."

"Lucas is your husband, after all, Maria. Maybe he comes here just to ask you to go back. So you should go back first and leave me here to fend for myself, okay?"

Logan sighed and deliberately made himself sound miserable and pitiful.

But I didn't expect that when he said this, he avoided Maria's sight and made lip movements to me.

"You can't never win me!"

It turned out that Logan's target was not Maria from the very beginning.

But me.

I'd been worried about Maria during the years I'd been with her.

She was a typical career-oriented woman. After she gave birth to Stella, she worked even harder. She fainted at her workplace several times and I had to go to pick her up.

Her body, which already needed rest, was even more depleted due to this. To replenish her body, I tried all kinds of ways.

She had no time to exercise, so I gave her a full body massage every night before going to bed and helped her exercise her muscles manually.

In addition to working and taking care of her, I also had to take care of Stella all the time. I spent money to hire a nanny, but I was not very reassured, so I often took care of Stella myself.

At the same time, I had to take care of my diet and daily routine, take good care of my body, and try not to fall ill during this period.

I would not let her or Stella endure any hardship.

I could sense her every little emotion immediately.

During those three years, she expressed her love to me countless times, so sincerely that I thought she loved me.

Logan's provocation made me angry, and no man could tolerate it.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you challenge me?"

Stella's death made me lose my control. I couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over to beat him up.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped by Maria.

"Lucas, stop being unreasonable! Thirty thousand dollars is nothing to you. Why are you so mean?"

She was the person I had loved for three years.

"What does our child, Stella, mean to you? She's already dead, but you, her biological mother, were absent from her funeral. And now you're still taking care of Logan. It's ridiculous!"

"Maria!" I yelled, throwing out the divorce agreement I had been carrying with me. "Let's get a divorce, then you can accompany Logan!"

"Stella is dead?"

When Maria heard this, she was stunned and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"How is this possible? I remember she was very well-behaved and said that the teacher at the kindergarten praised her a few days ago when I saw her..."

I smiled bitterly, it turned out that she hadn't noticed this matter at all.

I threw the divorce agreement in front of her.

"It doesn't matter. You have never been a competent wife and mother. Just sign it. Even if it goes to court, a heartless and ungrateful mother like you won't have any advantage!"

She looked at me in shock, mumbling to herself.

"No way. It's impossible. How could Stella die? You must be lying to me!"