Cheating Husband, Let’s Divorce!

My mom had been abused by my father for a long time and she suffered from delusional disorder.

My childhood sweetheart, Mathew Smith, was a police officer and he chose to stay here in order to protect us.

Before we got married, Mathew swore to take good care of my mom forever.

But after we got married, Mathew deliberately sent away my colleague's family to buy the pepper spray, causing my mom to die miserably.

"Your family is my family. How can I not care about them?"

I called Mathew the whole night. As soon as he answered the phone, I would hear endless curses and slanders from Mathew.

"Emma Lee, can you and your crazy mom stop being so unreasonable."

I watched everything numbly and prepared the divorce agreement.

But Mathew was angry.

***

The moment I returned from my business trip and pushed the door open, I found my mom was lying quietly in a pool of blood.

Although I already had the answer, when I reached out my trembling hand to feel her breath, my tears still couldn't stop falling.

My kind neighbor called the police for me.

The police officers arrived very quickly. I looked through the crowd of officers over and over again.

But I still didn't see Mathew.

Mr. Wood, who led the team, told me that according to the traces left at the scene, my mom had committed suicide.

But I didn't believe it. Before I went on a business trip, my mom said happily that she would wait for me to go home for dinner.

"The surveillance camera in the community shows that only Brock Cooper has appeared, but if there is no evidence that could confirm that he was the killer, we can't arrest him. I am afraid that this case can only end with suicide."

The moment I heard the name of Brock, I couldn't help but tremble.

I would never forget the pain that he had inflicted on me and my mom with his male chauvinism and domestic violence.

That kind of fear was deeply engraved in my mind.

My gaze was filled with hatred. I was sure Brock had something to do with my mom's death.

Looking at the pained expression on my face, Mr. Wood asked, "By the way, where's Mathew? Didn't he go with you? He's on vacation these days."

I looked up in shock and said. "Didn't he say he was on duty?"

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Mr. Wood paused and corrected himself. "Oh, yes, I remember now. Two days ago, a friend of mine asked for leave at the last minute, so Mathew continued stay in the office."

Mr. Wood and I had known each other for many years. I was about to nod, but I heard the young officer whispering next to me.

"Hasn't Mathew been on holiday for the past few days?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Mathew was dating somebody recently. He's going shopping with Emily."

Noticing my gaze, they turned their heads away guiltily. Their gazes were very complicated. Some were pitiful, while others thought that they were loyal to their brothers.

In fact, I had always known that Mathew had cheated on me. However, due to my mom's illness and our long-term relationship, I had always turned a blind eye to it.

My heart trembled. I wanted to ask where Mathew had been in the past three days?

As soon as the phone was answered, I heard Mathew's impatient voice.

"What are you doing now, Mathew? Isn't it time to get off work? Why aren't you home yet?"

"I'm accompanying Emily to buy pepper spray. She and her mom encountered a pervert a few days ago. You can't let me take care of your mom all day long."

"Can you not be so selfish? Can't colleagues help each other?"

Listening to Mathew's cold tone, I suddenly felt how ridiculous and pathetic I was.

I didn't mention my mom, but Mathew wanted to slander us.

I suddenly felt relieved.

He was still Mathew, who was righteous. As a policeman, he would enthusiastically help anyone who needed help.

What had changed was his attitude towards me and my mom.

"Really? Then you're really a busy man."

I hung up the phone sarcastically and followed the police back to the police station.

No matter what, I must not let my mom die without understanding.