Shawn was coaxing Mian to sleep in her room, and I was tossing and turning in bed.

I tried hard to recall the name of Shawn's first love that was mentioned by Kevin.

Just when I was about to figure it out, Shawn pushed the door open.

Seeing that I was not asleep yet, he was slightly startled.

"I'm going to take a shower first, you sleep first!"

I knew what he meant.

In the past six months, although we slept in the same bed every night, we never had sex.

Every time I slept close to him, he would find an excuse to get away.

"Okay!" I responded, turned over, and pretended to sleep.

I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and I got up and picked up Shawn's cell phone.

There was no password, and the screen showed a photo of Mian.

When I opened WhatsApp, there was nothing unusual except for the conversations between him and the company employees.

Maybe I was overthinking it?

In the next few weeks, my schedule was full, and several teachers had to switch classes with me because of a fever.

After they recovered, I fell ill.

I took the advantage to have a good rest at home.

I was lying at home feeling restless that day, so I thought about picking up Mian from school.

I didn't tell Shawn about it. I planned that, after picking up Mian, the three of us to go out to have dinner and watch a movie.

When I was almost there, I suddenly remembered what Mian said last time about buying flowers.

Seeing that there was still time, and there happened to be a flower shop not far from the school, I got up and walked towards there.

The spring after the rain was like an ink painting. Small buds emerged from the soil, showing vitality.

I turned the corner and saw Shawn's car parked on the side of the road.

Just as I was about to go forward, I caught a glimpse of Shawn at the door of the flower shop, holding a bouquet and sniffing them.

He smelled the flowers in his hand and a smile that I had never seen before appeared on his face.

I remembered what Mian said about Shawn sending flowers to Ms. Milton.

My heart felt as if it was cut by a knife, and the stinging pain quickly spread throughout my body.

I quickly hid aside like a peeper, raised my phone, and adjusted the focus to the maximum.

Was that bouquet for Ms. Milton as Mian said?

The school opened and the teachers sent the children over to their parents one by one.

Mian was the last one to come out. She ran towards Shawn happily.

But when she got there, Shawn didn't hug her.

Instead, he held the bouquet and handed it to the girl in the security room.

I pointed the phone at the girl whose profile was only visible.

She looked very pretty when she smiled, with shallow dimples on her face.

She was the kind of girl who looked innocent at first glance.

Next to that girl, Shawn's smile was gentle and relaxed.

Shawn gently tucked the girl's hair behind her ears.

The affection in their eyes was undisguised in the slightest.

I returned home in a daze, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the vehicles passing by below, and couldn't help feeling a chill in my heart.

I had known for a long time that Shawn didn't like me.

After all, we didn't get together because of love.

In the first two years of our marriage, Shawn never touched me and we always slept in separate rooms.

Suddenly one day, he drank too much and was sent home by Kevin.

When I was changing his clothes, he suddenly leaned over and pressed me under him.

He was crazy and merciless to me that night.

He didn't stop even though I kept screaming in pain.

The next day, he was at a loss when he saw me tortured to the point of being unable to move and the bed sheets covered in red.

It was at that time that I was pregnant with Mian.