My natal family is forty or fifty miles away from the county seat. In order not to delay my work, I can only leave my son at my mother's house. I take the bus every day, and sometimes I miss the bus and have to ask him for help. He was very cheerful and sent me home without saying a word. His behavior was tantamount to providing help in times of need, so my favorable impression of him rose sharply.
In order to express my gratitude, I invited him to dinner. Unexpectedly, after a few glasses of wine, I openly poured out all my troubles to him, crying while talking. He seemed to be a little drunk, so he pulled me into a hotel.
After our first skin-to-skin contact, our relationship improved by leaps and bounds, and I began to think about divorce. When I expressed my thoughts, my husband and mother-in-law woke up from a dream, and my husband realized for the first time that our rock-solid relationship had been shaken.
He didn't agree and went to my parents' house to make trouble, which made my parents lose face in front of the neighbors. His parents, who originally looked down upon him, were angered and all took my side.
An unexpected thing accelerated the demise of my first marriage, that is, I became pregnant. I knew clearly that the child was not my husband's. In order to get out of that prison as soon as possible, I finally paid 100,000 yuan before my husband agreed to sign. The moment I got the divorce certificate , I didn't know whether I should be happy or sad. The love that I swore to stick to had ended hastily at a price of 100,000 yuan.
There seemed to be no suspense. He also got divorced, and then we got married as we wished. He brought a daughter, and I brought a son, and together we looked forward to the arrival of the third child in the family.
It seemed that God was showing mercy, and soon the third child was born, a boy. We were both very satisfied with the gender of the child. It seemed that the birth of our son fulfilled his wish and also fulfilled my dream.
He is very good to me and my son, which is what makes me most gratified. Apart from this, he lives very frugally and never wastes a penny. But for me, he is responsive and generous. As long as it's something I like, he never blinks an eye when he spends money. To be honest, this kind of performance was unexpected for me. It made me very satisfied with him from the bottom of my heart. My parents felt the same way. They always thought that I jumped out of the fire pit and jumped into the fire pit. Honeypot.
After getting married for more than a year, I was always immersed in the happiness and sweetness of newlyweds. Until one day, I unexpectedly discovered an incredible phenomenon: No matter where I went, he always followed me and never left me alone. Go out. With such a discovery, I carefully recalled every detail of my marriage, which further confirmed this discovery.
In the days that followed, this discovery was confirmed time and again in reality. Even when I went shopping or eating with my best friend, he would always stay close to me. If something happened, he would keep calling me. Asking who you were with, where you went, what you bought...the questions were detailed and cumbersome, comparable to a judge hearing the facts of a case, which made me somewhat unhappy.
Finally one day, I couldn't help but ask him: "Why is it always like this? Why do you always make me feel like you are haunting me?" He replied in a joking tone: "I'm afraid that others will snatch you away." One sentence shocked me His anger aroused, but before I could express myself, he apologized quickly and said that he had said the wrong thing.
In the days that followed, his behavior remained the same, but my unhappiness grew day by day. Until one day, he came home drunk and pestered me: "Honey, there are so many handsome guys in your workplace, you must never cuckold me!" No wonder others say that he tells the truth after drinking. It turns out that he has always been worried about me. No wonder he clings to me like a 502 every day. He feels so dirty...
After I woke up the next day, he and I had a big fight. , I thought he would admit his mistake like before, but I didn't expect him to say cold words: "You can cheat on me, and you can cheat on others. Dogs can't change their ways of eating shit, it's their nature."
I was stunned for a moment. Speechless.
