Shirts can be wet with water and taken off to dry.

How do you explain this red mark?

Unfortunately, such ambiguous things have happened too many times.

I'm too lazy to argue with him anymore.

I closed my eyes, lay back down on the bed and turned over.

"Go to bed early. I will contact a lawyer to draft a Divorce Agreement early tomorrow morning."

"When you have time, come back and sign it."

Heard me mention the Divorce Agreement.

Daniel looked up suddenly, his eyes becoming more sober.

"Sophia, are you serious?"

He stepped forward eagerly and held my hand, "Do you really want to divorce me?"

It turned out that when he made those harsh words and slammed the door and left, he just thought I was joking with him.

Yes, I have said the word divorce too many times.

Daniel must have become numb from hearing this.

I repeated seriously, "This time it's real."

Daniel sneered:

"Sophia, isn't today April Fool's Day? Don't play such a joke on me. I promised to have hotpot with you today, but I ended up breaking it. I told you that the water pipe in Chloe's house was broken, and she, a girl, couldn't handle it."

Daniel coaxed me gently just like he did countless times before after we had quarrels.

The tone was like coaxing a child.

"You want to eat hotpot, I'll accompany you tomorrow, okay? I promise I won't break the appointment again."

Whenever I talk about this, my anger usually subsides by half.

But he didn't know that I was not angry this time, and my heart was calm.

I just want a divorce.

"No, I'll be back at work tomorrow afternoon, and I may not be back for half a month."

I work at the National Security Agency (NSA), and due to the nature of my job, I am often away from home for ten days or half a month.

So when I came back and realized something was wrong, I found out that Daniel had been flirting with the dog-walking partner for a long time.

"Honey, are you mad at me because of walking the dog? Every time you mention Chloe, you look unhappy..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a knock on the door.

Chloe's soft voice came from outside.

"Daniel, are you home?"

"The package you asked me to buy has arrived, and I just happened to bring it to you."

“Here it comes!”

Daniel jumped off the bed immediately, and even his action of rushing to open the door was filled with joy and lightness.

Daniel asked her to come in and sit down, and Chloe didn't hesitate and walked in wearing her lace pajamas.

Seeing me, she was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Oh, my sister-in-law is home too."

"Don't get me wrong. I bought this package for Daniel while I was walking the dog that day. Neither of us has ever used it."

My eyes calmly fell on the packaging of 001 in her hand, and my face suddenly darkened.

I couldn't help but turn around and look at her:

"Did I misunderstand, or do you mean something else?"

"What kind of girl from a good family would run to a married man's house in the middle of the night and provoke the hostess with a condom?"

Chloe was stunned for a moment, as if she was shocked by my straightforward words, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

“Sophia！”

Daniel stood up suddenly and stared at me coldly.

"Are you possessed today?"

"You are usually very gentle and considerate, but why do you become like a tigress and unreasonable when you see Chloe?"

He said as he leaned over and handed Chloe a tissue to wipe her tears, his eyes full of impatience.

"Chloe already said that I asked her to buy that thing for you, just to give you a surprise when you come back."

I couldn't help but sneer. I saw it with my own eyes but didn't say anything, but he really thought I was a fool.

"Go out and ask your neighbors to help you buy condoms. Do you think this is normal?"

"Or is it that your relationship has become so good that it's not awkward to discuss this topic in private?"

"Or maybe you've slept in the same bed together when I wasn't home. I don't know how many times you've done it!"

“Bang!”

Daniel slapped me in the face with a grim expression, "Shut up!"

"I won't allow you to insult an innocent girl like this in front of me!"

Chloe stood aside, at a loss, and tried to persuade him in a crying voice.

"Daniel, please stop hitting your sister-in-law. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come to deliver things to you in the middle of the night, nor should I have bought you condoms."

"I'm leaving now, don't quarrel because of me."

Daniel grabbed her arm and said, "You don't have to apologize to her so aggrievedly. It's obvious that she has a dirty mind and sees others as dirty too."

"I've wronged you today, I'll invite you to go downstairs and eat crayfish, just ignore this complaining woman."

Daniel picked up his coat, put his arm around Chloe's waist and turned to leave.

My cheeks gradually became hot and burning because of that slap.

Chloe gave me a victorious smile as she turned around and walked out the door.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took out my phone and called a lawyer.

"Work overtime and draft the Divorce Agreement now and send it to me tomorrow morning."

I got up and went to the refrigerator to get some ice cubes to cool down my face and reduce the swelling.

Looking at my disheveled self in the mirror, I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

Ten years ago, Daniel proposed to me while kneeling in a sea of flowers. He swore seriously:

"Sophia, marry me, and I will never let you suffer any injustice in my life."

Although we are together less than together in the ten years after our marriage, our relationship is still very good.

When I was watching the news about a domestic violence man, before I could express my opinion, he gritted his teeth and said:

"What good can a man who beats a woman have? This kind of guy should be sentenced to death and spend the rest of his life in prison!"

But just now.

He hit me for the first time because of a word.

When the pain on my face felt a little better, I covered myself with the quilt again and tried to fall asleep, but I was extremely awake.

A message suddenly popped up on the phone.

Chloe posted a short video:

"I knew I would always be your favorite. Someone said that he would feel sorry for every tear I shed. As expected, when he saw me crying, he got angry and beat up that bitch~"

The video shows a man's hand helping her peel crayfish.

On that hand, he still wore the men's ring from his wedding.

In the pinned comment below that video.

Chloe replied:

"No matter how many years have passed, I am still his only preference. Someone will not come home again tonight."

Sure enough, it lasted until dawn.

Daniel never came back.

The next morning, I was half asleep when the door was pushed open.

Daniel stood at the bedroom door and looked at me for a long time, then put on an apron and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

"woke up?"

He looked gentle, as if he had just gone on a business trip yesterday.

After we came back, our relationship was still as good as before.

But I can't forget that slap.

I can't forget how he stood up for Chloe.

I can't forget the red marks on his body and his messy shirt.

What I can’t forget even more is that he did not come home at night and spent the whole night alone with another woman.

Daniel softened his tone and advised me seriously.

"Honey, don't take it personally. You don't come home every other day, and I can't just revolve around you."

"After all, I have to have my own life and circle. Chloe and I are just dog-walking partners. It's not what you think."

"When you were at work, because the nature of your work was confidential, did I tell you if you didn't come back for ten days or half a month?"

"If you doubt us like this, I also have reason to suspect that you have another man outside."

My eyes were slightly red.

Yes, I also have male colleagues in a confidentiality work unit.

But I always ensure they have a sense of boundaries.

When my female colleagues are not around, if a male colleague invites me to have dinner together, I will subconsciously refuse.

I wouldn't just take their car.

There will be no solitude without a sense of boundaries.

Because I know I have to give my husband the minimum respect.

Why can I do it but he can't?

I was about to speak when Chloe suddenly called him.

"Daniel, it's over, my water heater exploded..."

Daniel stood up suddenly, threw away his apron and rushed out.

"Wife, the meal is ready. It's in the pot. I'll go check it out first. She can't handle it alone as a girl."

A bitter smile froze on my face.

Half an hour later, Daniel was probably busy repairing the water heater, and Chloe came to my house with ease.

In front of me, she opened Daniel's safe, which he had never opened to me before.

"Sophia, you may not know this yet."

"Daniel and I have known each other for a long time. If my parents hadn't stopped me and forced me to go abroad, I would definitely be Daniel's wife now."

I was stunned as I watched her take out the diary and a girl's hair band from the safe.

After 10 years of marriage, I still thought that there were so many gold, silver, jewelry and family heirlooms in the safe.

But I didn't expect it to be just a diary of secret love for my ex-girlfriend.

And a worthless hairband.

Just because Chloe left it.

It's worth keeping it for so many years.

"Sophia, now you know why I became your neighbor. To tell you the truth, even this house was found for me by Daniel."

"We are not just dog-walking partners. If you have more sense, you should take the initiative to divorce."

I nodded, "I'll do as you wish."

I didn't touch the breakfast in the kitchen.

When Daniel came back, he was completely cold.

I sensed a strange atmosphere in the room.

Daniel called me tentatively: "Sophia? Didn't you have breakfast?"

"I heard that you're going back to the confidential unit this afternoon. This is the Mung Bean Cake I bought for you on the way. It's from your favorite restaurant..."

His hands froze in mid-air.

I placed the Divorce Agreement I had just printed in front of him with an expressionless face.

"Sign it."

Chloe had come to me about this a long time ago.

Daniel didn't know.

"Are you serious?"

He looked at the Divorce Agreement on the table and sneered, "Okay, then I'll grant your wish."

Daniel thought he could control me, so he signed the contract out of spite.

Turning around, I heard him talking to his brother in the box:

"I bet you one million dollars that Sophia is just bluffing again and there is absolutely no way she will get a divorce."

"The fake Divorce Agreement has been signed. It would be fine if we just coaxed her into giving her a way out."

"Besides, she depends on me for food, clothing and shelter. After a few days of divorce, she will realize the dangers of society."