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I looked at Lu Yancheng before me. The man had a high nose and a smooth jawline, exuding an air of calm composure. He had once captivated me deeply. Now, I shifted my gaze away from him and spoke calmly, "Let's get a divorce. I'll leave with nothing. Once you sign the papers, I'll go through with the divorce procedures."
A flicker of surprise crossed Lu Yancheng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "What about Siqing? You promised your sister that you would take good care of him."
"The child is older now and has his own thoughts. He might not want to see me every day," I replied. "Besides, he carries the Lu surname!"
Lu Yancheng looked at me with a stern expression, as if he couldn't understand what I was making a fuss about. "Mai Ye, if it's because of Siqing that you're feeling uncomfortable, I apologize." He rarely showed patience, explaining as if this were a trivial matter. After all, I had endured my mother's behavior for years. To him, it seemed insignificant.
I shouldn't have let things escalate to the point of discussing divorce. But this time, I was truly resolute.
"Jiang Maiye, what are you thinking?" I heard my mother's furious voice in a daze. Lu Siqing was secretly holding up his phone, recording me and Lu Yancheng. The woman on the other end of the line scolded me like an irate lioness: "Yancheng, kick her out tonight! Don't let someone occupy Qinghuan's place and still be ungrateful!"
"I don't believe she can have even a decent life outside the Lu Family and the Jiang Family!"
For Jiang Qinghuan's final words, "Take good care of my parents," Lu Yancheng never went against his mother-in-law. He watched as I packed my bags, as if waiting for me to lower my head first.
The comments exploded:
"What’s going on? The female lead shouldn’t be this stubborn! She hasn’t received much love since childhood, she’s timid and insecure, and she never resists her family for the sake of her only sister who treated her well."
"Male lead, comfort the female lead! She doesn’t know you tuck her in at night or that the chocolates you brought back from abroad were meant for her."
"Female lead, please notice the male lead! He’s so conflicted; he can’t protect you in front of his mother and son. Don’t push it too far."
Am I being unreasonable?
Is it true that someone who has learned to endure must continue to do so unconditionally?
I don’t think it should be this way. Even a clay figurine has some spirit.
No one will wait indefinitely.
Even if I learned from the comments that Lu Yancheng would treat me very well in the future, I didn’t want it anymore.
I hurried back to my room to pack my things.
Lu Yancheng didn’t say anything else.
He just sat quietly in the living room all night.
Early in the morning, my mother grabbed my hair:
"Weren’t you going to get a divorce? Go now; as soon as the civil affairs bureau opens, get it done."
Lu Yancheng tried to stop her:
"Mom, this is between Mai Ye and me; don’t interfere."
"She only married you because she took Qinghuan's place; otherwise, she wouldn’t have qualified to be Mrs. Lu!"
"Why should Qinghuan suffer and die while she lives healthily? Now, just because things aren’t going her way, she throws tantrums at the whole family! I want to see if after living comfortably in the Lu Family for a few years, she’ll starve when she goes out!"
My mother wouldn’t allow Lu Yancheng to divide any assets with me.
She wouldn’t let me take anything I bought either.
Lu Yancheng knew that her heart was not well, so he didn't dare to persuade her too much.
Lu Siqing, holding onto her grandmother who was standing up for her mother, glared at me fiercely and said, "You made Grandma cry! You're a bad person!"
Looking at this little boy who had been a high-maintenance baby since he was in swaddling clothes—picky about food and with an unbearable temper—I felt a sense of relief.
Finally, I wouldn't have to take care of him anymore.
Without saying much, I signed the divorce agreement and turned to leave.
"Where are you planning to go?" Lu Yancheng blocked my path.
He knew I had no one to rely on in this city. After a moment of silence, he said, "Mom is upset; she has been dreaming about your sister lately and feels sad. I'll come to get you back in a while."
I refused and told him, "Lu Yancheng, there’s no turning back after a divorce. Let's go our separate ways and pretend we never met!"
With that, I didn’t look back at the man who would bully me all night when drunk nor at the child who was prone to allergies and needed my careful meal preparations, or at the mother who gave birth to me but never raised me.
I left empty-handed.
I took the subway for an hour and a half and arrived at North City Apartment.
The comments were curious:
"Lu Yancheng gives the female lead a fixed allowance every month because of his mother-in-law's influence; whose house is this?"
"The female lead divorced too impulsively; the male lead is handsome and wealthy—he could easily attract other women."
"You can't blame the female lead; when your own mother says such things, who can endure it?"
"The melodramatic mother-in-law is the biggest obstacle between them; as long as she’s around, the main couple's relationship can't heat up too quickly, or else the original wife faction will go crazy."
However, the male lead has never supported the female lead. I'm so afraid that she will be too heartbroken to reconcile!
"That won't happen! The female lead loves the male lead deeply, and besides, she still owes her white moonlight a life!"
"The female lead became a second wife shortly after graduation and lacks survival skills. Once she experiences the harshness of society, the male lead will definitely win her back."
I quietly stared at the stocks on my phone that had hit the limit.
I lowered my head and smiled.
I'm grateful that the investment knowledge I secretly learned over the years wasn't in vain. I wouldn't be left with nothing when I was kicked out of my home.
People in the comments always say Lu Yancheng loves me and will fall for my tenderness and efforts through our daily interactions.
Little do they know, I've never felt that way.
Only in the third year of our marriage did we experience a car accident together while going out.
Lu Yancheng instinctively turned the steering wheel, shielding me beneath him.
He fell unconscious, blood streaming from his head.
I was terrified and held him tightly, desperately calling for help.
"Yancheng, wake up! What will I and Siqing do if you're gone?"
After regaining consciousness, Lu Yancheng stared at Jiang Qinghuan's portrait for a long time.
The comments said he felt his heart begin to waver, thinking it was a betrayal to his late wife.
I didn't know whether to feel happy or worried.
I never intended to take my sister's man.
But fate brought us together as if guided by some irresistible force.
That night, I slept uneasily and had a long dream.
I dreamt of returning to my childhood.
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