I am a 35-year-old married woman and I have been married for more than 7 years. My relationship with him has always been quite stable. I love him very much and never thought of leaving him in this life. He is my first love. We met when we were in college. From campus to work, he has always been by my side, caring for and caring for me very much. In my heart, he warms me like the sun. It took him 8 years to get married, but when we are about to usher in a major moment in our life, a tragedy of happened.
That was a day 8 years ago. Both parents had already chosen a wedding day for us. As the wedding date approached, he and I came to the wedding house we purchased and planned to clean up and welcome us with a happy day. He worked very hard that day, cleaned the interior cleanly and spotlessly. Just when we were almost done, he looked at the glass outside the window a little dirty and insisted on getting out of the window and wiping it. I told him that it was too dangerous to get out, but he refused to listen to my dissuasion and tried his best to do it, which eventually led to a tragedy. When he was about to go out of the window, his feet suddenly slipped and his whole person fell from the window. Thanks to the low floor of our house, otherwise there would be no life.
Although life has been saved, he will never stand up. His body lost consciousness from below his buttocks. The huge change broke my heart at that time. Many relatives and friends advised me to give up this relationship, and even my parents were unwilling to let me marry him again. During that time, I was very entangled inside, and I kept asking myself, "Do you want to give up? Do you really have to burn your emotions for 8 years?" I hesitated for a long time, and looked at him on the hospital bed and felt a little reluctant. Finally, I made up my mind to marry him. He lost his legs, and I couldn't let him lose me anymore.
In this way, we held a simple wedding and got married. After the marriage, I took care of him with his parents. During the day, I went to work and came back to do housework to serve him at night. The days passed day by day. To be honest, such a married life is so painful for a woman. When I feel difficult and helpless, I can only cry secretly and no one can tell me. Later, by chance, I met a young and promising boss. I was 5 years older than him and was very handsome. When he learned about my marital status, he felt very sympathetic to me and kept comforting me actively.
He often treats me to dinner. When I am unhappy, he takes me out to relax. He should buy me all kinds of gifts. When I am with him, I feel no pressure on my body and my life is full of sunshine. He said he liked me and wanted to pursue me. At the beginning, I refused, and told me in my heart that I was a family man and I couldn't agree to him, and even refused to meet him because of this. I don't know what's wrong with me. When I really didn't meet him, I couldn't forget him. He did not give up on his pursuit of me until one day under his sweet words, I broke my defense and was with him in a confused manner.
I was always worried after this incident. I dared not mention this to him. I betrayed him and I was afraid that he would not forgive me. But it pressed me down like a huge rock. What should I do?
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