At the swimming pool party, my wife's ex-boyfriend pretended to be drowning.

My wife did CPR on him in public. After saving him, they kissed each other for a long time.

Everyone looked at me with ridicule and sympathy in their eyes...

My wife said, "I'm saving him. Don't be so jealous."

"If the law allows it, I don't even care if the three of us live together," I said with a smile. "Sleep with me on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, sleep with him on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I'll give you a day off on Sunday."

By the swimming pool, everyone looked at me as if they were looking at a damfool, because this was the line of his.

She was still holding her ex-boyfriend, who was pretending to be weak. Her lips were glistening with saliva, and her eyes were full of doubts and anger as she looked at me.

An old classmate smiled and saved me from embarrassment, " Alexander Green Alexander, don't take it to heart. After all, Queenie is just eager to save him."

I didn't look at him. Instead, I gave my wife a meaningful look. He immediately lowered his head. Maybe he knew how stupid he was to help me out like that.

Then I walked to Queenie Nelson Queenie and Bruce Sherman, squatting down in front of them. I said with a smile, "I'm serious. We three can live together. Or if you think we're an eyesore, we can get a divorce."

Queenie's rosy face gradually turned pale.

A slap sounded!

She slapped me. "Alexander Green, what did you just say? Who do you think I am? You want me to sleep with you two as my husbands?"

"Come on, why are you angry again."

I stood up with a smile and said, "I've told you that if you think I'm an eyesore, we can divorce first and then you can get married. We can go to the Office of the City Clerk together. I'll wait for you to take photos first, and then we'll get the divorce certificate."

Everyone looked at me with disdain.

In their eyes, I was a henpecked husband. Now that I had been cheated on the spot, they must think that I was so timid when I took the initiative to divorce.

But they had kissed in public. What else could I do but help them?

Did I choose not to see it and then let it go?

Or I was really going to live with them?

I thought I was far away from the rubbish.

Bruce continued to pretend to be weak and said, "Don't get me wrong. We just couldn't help it. In fact, there’s nothing going on between us."

"If you don't love each other, why can't you control yourself?"

"Since you love each other, why do you have to leave regrets?"

"Listen to me. I'll divorce Queenie first, and then you two can get married. That's good."

My face was still full of smiles and my tone was sincere.

Because that was what I wanted to do the most at the moment.

"You're being unreasonable!"

Queenie snorted and pulled Bruce Sherman away. "Alexander Green, calm down at home. I'll accompany him to the hospital first!"

"Take your ID card with you, or you won't be able to stay in a hotel. After all, Bruce doesn't even have a house."

"Well, by the way, if you want kicks, you can drive my Mercedes-Benz MPV. It's spacious and comfortable inside."

I reminded them out of kindness.

Bruce's face darkened. My words of "He doesn't even have a house" was close to home.

Queenie stopped and stared at me. "Alexander, I'm your wife, but how can you say something like that?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, you will be my ex-wife soon."

I waved my hand and said, "Go ahead. You've just kissed each other passionately, so you can't hold it in any longer. Don't let yourself suffer."

Everyone looked at me as if I were a madman and then they silently left.

It was a waste of time to pay attention to anyone. So I ordered the nanny to clean up and then I went back to sleep.

"Don't make yourself suffer.” I said those words not only to them, but also to me."

Since we didn't love each other, we should separate as soon as possible, and there was no need to hesitate about.

Not long after I fell asleep, I heard a loud noise from the bedroom door.

Then, the light was switched on. I stood up and saw Queenie standing at the bedroom door.

"Alexander, am I too kind to you? So, that’s why you know who you are?"

"There were so many people here today, yet you've lost your temper at me? No matter what, as a successful person, why didn’t you know how to save face for yourself?"

Queenie looked aggrieved as she accused me. The expression on her face was cold and aloof, but tears were welling up in her eyes.

She was showing off her pride and complaining at the same time.

In the past, every time she looked like this, I would immediately choose to coax her. Even if she was wrong, I would admit my mistake first.

Because her family had done me a favor, her father, who had passed away had donated organs to me. Otherwise, I would have died long ago.

So, even though she was going to marry Bruce Sherman who had run away from the wedding at that time, I still agreed when she begged me to marry her when she was helpless.

I agreed not only to repay her kindness, but also because I loved her.

Even though I found out later that she still had Bruce Sherman in her heart, Bruce, I still wanted to move her with my kindness.

I could tolerate all her mistakes, and I was willing to spoil her like a princess.

But I couldn’t tolerate principled mistakes.

"If I insulted myself, I could suffer even if I was despised when Queenie had just given Bruce an artificial respiration without that long kiss.

"Answer my question!"

Queenie roared.

I looked at her quietly and said, "Queenie, as Mrs. Green, my wife, it's already disgraceful of you to invite your ex-boyfriend into our house. You're already ruining your own reputation by doing CPR for him, and your long kiss in the end is trampling on my dignity."

She shook her head and smiled. "So, do you still think I'm disgraceful?"

She was stunned on the spot. It seemed that she didn't expect that I, who used to be doted on her, not only didn't apologize but blamed her.

"It's just a kiss, but so what?"

"It's not like that I haven't kissed him before I was with you!"

Queenie's tone was very tough, as if she really made a lot of sense.

"I have a girlfriend before you, so can I kiss her now?"

I asked calmly.

"Of course not!"

Queenie was stunned as soon as she finished speaking. She had finally realized her mistake.

"Then I won't kiss you in the future, okay?"

Her tone softened. It was the first time I had seen her fawning over me on her face.

"Ok."

"But in order to show fairness, I also want to find a woman to kiss. Can you accept it?"

I asked.

"No!"

Queenie was furious again. She gritted her teeth and said, "Alexander, you're so trivial, and I felt so disappointed on you. No, you disgust me when you dare to kiss another woman!"

After that, she slammed the door and went out to the guest room.

I shook my head helplessly. She seemed to think that she could get away with it by throwing a tantrum this time. But that was only her wishful thinking.

Only then did I realize that if you gave too much love, you wouldn't be cherished.

I also realized that when I didn't love her, she was not so important anymore.

Early morning.

I woke up on time to exercise. After taking a shower, I saw Queenie sitting on the sofa.

As if nothing had happened yesterday, she frowned and said to me, "I'm hungry, where's the food?"

"Ask auntie to prepare if you're hungry, because I’m going to the company now."

I didn't even spare her a glance.

People were really strange. When she was angry, she was cute when you loved her.

But when she didn't love you anymore, you wouldn’t love her either, and you would only hated her.

"How dare you not have breakfast with me?"

Queenie ran over like a madwoman, tugged at my back, and said, "Are you still angry about what happened yesterday? That had already passed yesterday, but what else are you angry about now?"

This was her, who thought that after a day, she could pretend that nothing had happened the day before yesterday.

I glanced at her and said, "Queenie, is there something wrong with your understanding of this world? As my wife, you kissed your ex-boyfriend in public. Now that such a thing has happened, do you think there's any solution but divorce?"

"Of course, there are other solutions!"

"I've made up my mind. I'm not angry with you for what happened yesterday. I forgive you. Isn't that enough?"

Queenie said with certainty.

I suspect that my wife, who has lived with me for seven years, was mentally challenged...

"Stop fooling around. Let’s get a divorce."

"I'll ask the lawyer to draft the divorce agreement. Since you cheated on me, you won't get anything."

I pushed her away and went back to my bedroom to get dressed.

"You're too despicable, Alexander. How dare you threaten me with money?"

"Alexander Green, do you know why I can't let go Bruce away?"

"Because his love is pure, there is nothing about money involved in his love!"

Queenie chased after me and yelled.

I put on my trousers, a white shirt, and slowly tied my tie. Then I said indifferently, "It sounds reasonable if he has money. For him, a man in his thirties is still living off his parents, other than purity, he has nothing else."

"Why are you saying he lives off his parents?"

"He also sells insurance. I bought a lot of insurance from him and he made a lot of money."

Queenie defended him in a hurry.

"I almost forgot if you didn't mention it. There's something wrong with his insurance. It's suspected of fraud, and the amount has exceeded 20 million."

"So, Queenie, think of a way to get the money back yourself, or I'll send him to prison."

After that, I pushed her away and walked out, saying, "Let me remind you one last time, our divorce must be done."

"You mean!"

However, Queenie was still cursing behind me. "Alexander, you're such a petty, sinister man. Why are you sending him to jail just in order to take revenge on Bruce?"

I ignored her and left home.

After the short morning meeting, I asked my lawyer to draft the divorce agreement.

Without stop, I went to another business forum. They were all big shots in the industry. Although they were all unimportant topics, it was an opportunity to expand my social relationship.

After a busy night, when I was driving home, I suddenly received a call from Queenie.

"Alexander, where are you?"

Queenie burst into tears over the phone. "Help me! Something happened!"

I didn't want to care about her, but after all, she had a daughter with me, and I also wanted to divorce her safely, so I asked her for the address.

When I arrived at the hotel room she sent me, I was dumbfounded.

In addition to Queenie, there was also Bruce Sherman and a naked woman on the bed.

At that moment, the woman was twitching and foaming at the mouth.

Queenie immediately grabbed my hand and said, "Alexander, that woman has overdosed, you can definitely solve it with your money. When the police come, just tell them that you provided the drugs!"