The next day, Mia's former colleague brought some news—Roxanne had been fired from the lab.Mia burst into laughter. "The retribution for the evil has finally come. Now, we just need to wait for Jensen's turn."I glanced at my bionic hand, lightly running my fingers over it. The hand could be considered my punishment for trusting the wrong man, but fortunately, I turned back before it was too late.From then on, I focused on my work.Not only had my skills not deteriorated, but they had improved significantly.The headquarters of the Nature Reservation Association extended an invitation for me to join as a guide.Mia thought it was a rare opportunity and wholeheartedly supported me.I had wasted enough time, so I accepted the offer without a second thought.Before long, I became a full-time employee at the association.Life gradually returned to normal.As for the divorce, I spoke with Jensen several times, but he refused to relent. With no other choice, I filed a lawsuit.H
At the end of the day, my 'love' turned out to be a burden to Jensen. He guilt-tripped me and looked down on me.Jensen looked confused. He opened his mouth but could not say a word.I continued, venting my frustration."Your family humiliated me, and you knew about it, but you turned a blind eye just to show how kind you are, didn't you? On one hand, you look down on me, and on the other, you refuse to let go."Who do you think you are, a king who dictates everything? Do you think I should still be grateful to you no matter how you degrade me?"I poured out all the resentment I had buried deep inside.Losing my right hand broke my heart, made me feel inferior, and caused immense pain.However, I never dared to show it in front of Jensen, afraid it would stir up bad memories, afraid he would feel guilty, but in the end, my tolerance turned to a weapon he used to hurt me.Jensen panicked as he stammered, "Martha, I—""You have nothing to say because you know everything I said i
I clenched my fist and gave a cold snort. My face remained unfazed."Is that so? Then, please pass a message to him. Tell him to file for divorce as soon as possible so that you don't have to spend your life as a disgraceful mistress.""You—"At that moment, Maria walked out of the room and cheerfully said, "The room has been tidied up, Martha. When will you move your things back?"Maria was all smiles, unaware of the displeasure in Roxanne's eyes."I'm not coming back," I said calmly.As soon as I finished speaking, the movers knocked on the door.Although the house was not mine, I purchased most of the things inside. I would rather sell them for some money rather than leave them to Jensen's family.I instructed the movers to take all my belongings away.Maria looked surprised and asked, "What are you doing, Martha?"I replied, "From now on, I have nothing to do with Jensen. I won't be coming back to live here."After I married Jensen, Maria had always taken care of my dail
I slept soundly that night.Suddenly, my phone rang urgently. I reached for it groggily and answered."Hello?"It was Jensen."My stomach hurts. Where are the medicines at home?"I was instantly awake. I glanced at the time—it was already two in the morning.I suppressed my anger and replied nonchalantly, "Don't be crazy, Jensen."That was something he often said to me in the past. Every time I questioned him about his closeness with Roxanne, he would reply dismissively with the same response."Don't be crazy, Martha."He seemed to realize how familiar that phrase sounded and fell silent.I sighed deeply and said calmly, "From now on, don't contact me unless it's about the divorce. I don't owe you anything."Jensen paused for a long time, muttering to himself, "There's still some of your stuff here. You should come pick them up when you have time."I cleaned up everything when I left, so I should not have left anything behind.As I thought about it, he continued, "The jade
"Who do you think you are?" I sneered.I turned to face Lawrence and said proudly, "I have already asked for a divorce, but he won't let go. Tell Jensen to let me go."My life might be even more exciting without Jensen, just like what Mia said.For the past three years, I was shackled by the old traditions of Jensen's family and my disabled body. I had no job or income, and I could not even take care of my daily tasks independently.Jensen thought I could not live without him, but he was wrong.Lawrence was so enraged by my words that he gasped and glared at me."Get out of here!" he yelled.That was exactly what I wanted. I did not want to be in that suffocating place any longer.I left the hospital ward without a second glance. After venting all my thoughts, I felt much better.I remembered I had a follow-up appointment, so I went to find my doctor/ I needed a check-up on my wounds before getting the bionic hand.After some time, I made my way back to the parking lot where
As I reached the ward entrance, I heard someone on the inside complaining."Martha's so shameless. She agreed to a low-key wedding, but she wants to have a grand wedding ceremony now. She even ran away from her wedding. Does she think she can do whatever she wants to us?"It was Susan Tod, Jensen's younger sister. Out of everyone in Jensen's family, she hated me the most.Jensen's mother, Clara Smith, sighed dramatically. "Watch your words, Susan. She's still your sister-in-law, after all.""Ugh! Jensen would never marry a cripple if it wasn't because of that accident."Jensen furrowed his brows upon hearing that, but he did not refute it.It seemed that was how he truly felt.I could not help but sneer, bitterly laughing at myself.Jensen opened the door.When Susan saw me, she rolled her eyes in disgust. "You have no shame at all, do you?"Jensen's grandfather, Lawrence Tod, lay in bed as he shot me a sharp, intimidating glare. He coldly spat, "You're not welcome here. You