After leaving a hundred thousand behind, the man disappeared completely from the sister’s life.
In order to find her former lover, she frequented nightclubs and bars, hoping to come across him again. Heaven rewards the diligent—eventually, she did find her old flame, but it wasn’t the duck she had once loved—it was her ex-husband.
She found out that after their divorce, her ex-husband drank himself into oblivion night after night, drowning in regret.
When they reunited, he was drunk, swaying as he looked at her, mistaking her for a “princess.” He said, “I want you tonight, you know why? Because you look like my wife—or rather, my ex-wife...”
They ended up at a hotel, and after a wild night, both of them were stunned the next morning.
As she was about to leave, the ex-husband knelt by the bed, begging for forgiveness, pleading to get back together.
Now, people say that cheating once is already too much—there’s no such thing as only once—but every family has its struggles, and every per
