away and forcefully hung up.
I raised my eyes to look at Genevieve.
She pursed her lips and explained, “Honey, Fintan’s house was burglarized and isn’t safe. You’ve been staying at the hospital with Dad all this time, so I agreed to let his parents stay in that house for now.”
“As for the daughter–in–law they mentioned, it’s completely untrue. I told Fintan a long time ago that my husband would only be you, Draven, and no one else. Fintan and I were just fooling around. My heart belongs to you, and I’ll come home! Fintan was in the wrong here, and I’ll have him come apologize to you. As for calling the police, I don’t think that’s necessary, right?“She was
clearly siding with Fintan in everything she said. My fists clenched tighter
and tighter as I let out a bitter laugh. “Genevieve, that’s our home, yet you let
any random person enter freely. What do you take me for? If you miss him so
much and care about him this deeply, why don’t we just get divorced? I’ll step
aside for you two.”
My dad was hit by Fintan, and she wanted me to endure it, to forgive.
I was humiliated by Fintan’s parents, and she still wanted me to endure it, still
wanted me to forgive!
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She frantically walked up to me and tried to grab my arm. “I won’t divorce you. I love you so much. How could I possibly divorce you? I told you, he and I are just playmates-”
Suddenly, the front door burst open, cutting her words short.
Seeing me, Fintan quickly stepped forward and fell to his knees. “Draven, it’s my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Don’t give my parents a hard time, I’m begging you!”
Witnessing this, Genevieve hurriedly went to help him up.
“Fintan, what are you doing? Don’t worry, with me here, no one can trouble your parents!”
Fintan excitedly hugged Genevieve, his eyes filled with defiance as he looked
at me.
As he was leaving, he used the excuse of being emotionally unstable to have Genevieve escort him out.Fintan’s relentless provocations finally drove me over the edge. I called out to Genevieve as she was about to leave. With bloodshot eyes full of hatred, I snarled through gritted teeth, “Genevieve, I told you, I want a divorce!”
Genevieve stood still, her gaze weary but dismissive. She thought I was just using divorce as a way to rebel against her, like I had done before. “Honey, Fintan is still young. He’s not emotionally equipped to handle this. Don’t take what you say or do seriously. I’ll take him home first, then I’ll come back later.” After Genevieve left, I dropped my head in despair, tears streaming down my face.
In the dead of night, I slept fitfully, kicking off the covers as my body burned with fever. I unconsciously reached out, feeling a coolness nearby, and instinctively tried to get closer. Unexpectedly, that coolness moved towards me, like a slippery little fish, constantly inching towards the hottest parts of my body. I couldn’t help but moan out loud.
A sleepless night ensued.
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