Today was my birthday. My wife, Stella, held a grand birthday party for me. As the richest woman in Yorkshire, she held a birthday party for me with many dignitaries. With such a wife, I became the most enviable man in Yorkshire.

Even though many people talked about me as a gigolo behind my back, no matter who saw me, they would give me some face. I never thought that today would be the beginning of a nightmare.

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The birthday party was about to begin. My wife, Stella, went on stage to speak. After a polite greeting, she said, "Today I want to announce a big thing."

"Please invite Oliver Swift to the stage." My wife invited me formally. I was Oliver.

I stood up and went on stage in the envious eyes of everyone. What surprise was she going to give me today?

I knew that she had been going home less and less during this period of time. She was preparing a big move to give me a big surprise, which was an affirmation of my silent efforts behind the scenes.

I stood on the stage and waved to the surroundings, which attracted warm applause. Then I pressed my palm and the applause stopped. I turned to face my wife and looked forward to her surprise.

My wife's assistant and her sister also came to the stage at this time, holding a document in her hand.

"Oliver, please sign the divorce agreement and give me my freedom."

My wife spoke and her sister handed me the document. The big words "divorce agreement" on it hurt my eyes.

The whole audience was silent and I was stunned on the spot. She asked me to sign the divorce agreement in such a lively occasion.

I was really confused, why?

Even if we really want to divorce, why must we choose such an occasion? I asked myself that I took good care of her and gave in to her in everything.

Why did she want a divorce?

"Why?" I asked unwillingly.

"Why? You dare to ask?" My wife's sister rolled her eyes at me coldly, "Ask yourself what you are? My sister works hard every day, but you are happy at home all day. What help have you given to the development of the company?"

"Do you think a waste like you is worthy of my sister?"

"Do you really think I am not worthy of you?" I stared at Stella.

I just wanted her answer, so I asked her again, "Answer me, Stella. Don't let the dog next to you bark."

Stella stretched out her hand and slapped me in the face, "You are not allowed to insult my sister and I will seriously answer your question just now."

"You are not worthy even an inch of me." Stella's warm mouth said the coldest words in the world.

My mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me and I care about birthdays more than anyone else. I would be better to myself on my birthday, just to tell my mother's spirit in heaven that her child was doing well.

But today Stella specially held a birthday party for me just to let me sign the divorce agreement. My heart hurts a lot, I didn’t understand why this woman did this.

Why would two people who shared the same bed stab each other in the back? What did I do wrong?

In the three years since we got married, I had taken on the responsibility of taking care of the family, allowing her to focus on her career. When she encountered problems, I helped her with advice and wrote plans, allowing her to have everything she has now.

I didn’t understand and it was even harder to accept.

"Stella, this joke is not funny. Today is my birthday, not April Fools' Day." I tried to control my tone.

"I'm not kidding you. I'm serious. Sign the divorce agreement and let's go our separate ways and live happily ever after." Stella just said lightly.

How could I live happily ever after?

How could I live happily ever after when you do this on my birthday?

If you really couldn’t live with me anymore and didn’t like me anymore, couldn’t you just say it in private?

My wife's sister said coldly, "Why are you still standing there? Sign it, do you still want to stay by my sister's side and eat soft rice? You shameless dog, I feel sick when I see you."

"I don't agree to divorce." I raised my voice, "I definitely don't agree."

I was unwilling to see all these years of hard work go to waste. At least I didn’t want to sign a divorce agreement on my birthday. If my mother's spirit in heaven saw this scene, she would definitely cry.

"Stella, no matter what happens, we can solve it privately. I know you love me. Did you encounter any troubles and have to do this?"

I still had the last fantasy in my heart.

"No wonder Stella can't get rid of you. She is too soft-hearted. You are really shameless. Then I will tell you why Stella did this today."

A man walked up to the stage and held Stella's hand. "She did it for me, to show her loyalty to me."

I stared at the man who came up to the stage. Stella's hand was held tightly by him. She did not break free but had a little girl attitude that I had never seen before.

This scene turned into a sharp knife stabbing into my heart, the pain made me unable to breathe.

I had seen the photo of this man, secretly hidden in Stella's wallet. I knew that he was her first love. He left her ruthlessly that year and I helped her walk out of that shadow.

Stella ignored my gaze and spoke again, "Actually, today is not Oliver's birthday party, but my engagement party with Hans Keller. Thank you all for coming again."

"Who is Hans Keller?"

"I don't know, but he looks so special."

"You don't even know Hans, don't you know about the recent spiritual revival?"

"Spiritual revival? What nonsense?"

"Nonsense, you are too ignorant. Look at the national news recently. There are many mysterious events reported. The world is going to be different."

"What does it have to do with Hans?"

"It has a lot to do with it. He is the beneficiary of the spiritual revival. He performed flying on water in the live broadcast and walked on the river without any props. No wonder Stella divorced Oliver."

Someone in the audience revealed the real reason for Stella's betrayal. The person who hurt her once had the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth and she turned to him again.

How could I, who only helped to make suggestions in business, be cherished?

What was supposed to be my birthday party turned out to be Stella and Hans's engagement party. Stella's words were like a bolt from the blue.

Three years of hard work went down the drain.

"Stella, it was grandpa who asked us to be together. I am willing to give you another chance. Are you sure you don't want to be with me?" I tried to persuade her.

My wife's sister sneered coldly, "Do you still have any shame? You are so willing to wear the green hat on your head?"

I just stared at Stella, "I hope you make the right choice."

"What else?" Hans said, "What if she chooses me?"

I just stared at Stella, "Have you forgotten grandpa's last words?"

Stella looked back at me with anger in her eyes, "Don't use grandpa to pressure me. If it weren't for grandpa asking me to be with you, do you think I would be with a waste like you?"

She sneered, "A grown man has no ambition and is willing to wash clothes and cook at home. I despise men like you the most. Grandpa is dead. Now I want to be free."

Stella's grandfather saved my life. He knew my true identity. He asked me to marry Stella. For me, who was unmarried, it was very important to marry a wife. Once I married a wife, I would have to be good to her for the rest of my life.

I agreed to the request of Stella's grandfather and decided to take care of Stella for the rest of my life. But I didn't expect that she would hurt me so much now.

I looked at Hans. I had seen him on the live broadcast and could tell that he did have some special powers. Therefore, I could better understand his purpose of approaching Stella. He wanted to use Stella as a cauldron.

I was very angry, but thinking of the old man's life-saving grace, I couldn't watch Stella jump into the fire pit.

"Stella, you should know how I have treated you in the past three years. Do you really want to give up the relationship of the past three years? Is there no room for easing between us?"

"You make me sick." Stella's face became much colder, "What is the future of a man who revolves around women? I said it's impossible for us."

I pointed the spearhead at Hans, "Hans, is it so easy to be a mistress? Don't you feel guilty for destroying my family like this?"

"Mistress?" Hans's mocking eyes fell on my face, "Haven't you heard a popular saying recently that those who are not loved are mistresses? Among the three of us, you are the shameless mistress, the third party who destroys other people's feelings."

He continued, "Stella has clearly stated that she wants to divorce you, but you are still licking her, are you addicted to being a licking dog? Hurry up and sign the divorce agreement, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Why are you rude?"

I took a step forward and stared at Hans coldly. There was no need to save this relationship, so I would protect Stella for the last time and get rid of Hans, which would be considered as repaying the old man's kindness.