I Give Up This Rotten Marriage

It was the second week after he returned from a class reunion when Oscar Maxwell asked me for a divorce."What do you mean?" I asked, in disbelief.We had been married for three years and our affection grew stronger with each passing day. Just recently, we gathered our families together to share the joyful news – we were planning to start a family of our own.Oscar looked exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes and a stubble that had been left unattended for days. He didn't dare meet my gaze, his eyes lowering slowly as he muttered, "It's only temporary. I can't just leave her alone."Her. He didn’t say a name, but I knew exactly who he meant.The first love who had abandoned him."Sharon isn’t doing well right now. Her marriage is falling apart, but her husband refuses to divorce her. They're going through a court battle, and she's living alone. We had a past... We were together once. Now she's in trouble, and I'm the only one who can help her."I stayed silent for a moment befor

I decided to turn off my phone.But late that night, after the meeting had ended, I got a call from another classmate saying Oscar had drunk too much and passed out at the restaurant.Panic gripped me instantly. Despite being exhausted and hungry, I hailed a cab and rushed over.Oscar had indeed had too much to drink. The moment he saw me, his eyes reddened, and this six-foot-tall man collapsed into my arms like a bear.He murmured against my neck, “Honey…”"I'm here." My heart ached for him as I struggled to lift him. “Come on, let's go home.”But the next moment, he threw up all over my pants and shoes.I gasped, quickly shoved him into the car, and prepared to head home immediately.Just then, a slender figure came running out of the restaurant.“He left his wallet behind.”Without looking, I took it and thanked her, ready to leave. But she suddenly gripped the car door. "So, you're his wife." The challenge in her voice was so palpable that my head snapped up in an instant.The n

So, he was aware that it had been seven years.I braced my hands on the table, leaning over to stare him down. “Don’t disgust me. Every second I spend with you makes me want to throw up.”…Seven years of memories. Every piece of furniture in this house had been chosen and arranged by the two of us together. But now, looking at it all, even the memories felt tainted and repulsive.I didn’t show Oscar the video. I needed to keep a card in my hand, just in case he tried to pull something during the asset division. Then, I would hand the video over to the lawyer. As for his cheating, it didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would. Maybe my feelings for him had already faded the moment he asked for a divorce. I felt no trace of emotion, no stirring inside me. I wanted to maintain my dignity, not let myself become a mess over a man like him. But in the end, our parting wasn’t amicable. Three days after we decided to divorce, Sharon's husband brought a group of thugs to wr

I loved those photos so much that I couldn’t stop posting them on my social media throughout the entire trip.While I was enjoying myself, Sharon and Donald’s divorce case went to court.On my way back, as soon as I got off the plane, I received a photo from a friend. At the courthouse entrance, Donald stood there in designer clothes, a cigarette hanging from his lips, his expression arrogant, his gaze filled with menace. Oscar stood in his way, trying to block his path, while Sharon lingered in the background, looking exhausted and terrified as if a single breath might cause her to collapse.My friend commented, "You should’ve seen it in person. Donald was so overbearing. I heard he's been harassing Oscar’s law firm with phone calls, trying to get him fired, and even attempting to bribe him… Oscar's really in a bad spot right now."I wasn’t particularly concerned.But that night, a comment from Oscar appeared under one of my travel photos.He asked, "Who took these pictures of you?"

“So now you think of getting back together with me? Oscar, do I look like a complete fool to you?”---Oscar’s expression grew even more strained.“There’s no need to put it so harshly,” he said. “We didn’t get divorced because we fell out of love. You’re the only one in my heart. I never once truly thought of separating from you… Why can’t you give me another chance?”His words made me want to laugh, so I did. I laughed and asked him, “When you were kissing Sharon at the reunion, did it ever cross your mind there would be a day like this?”Oscar's head shot up, his eyes filled with disbelief. “What?”I took out my phone and pulled up the video, shoving it in his face.“Oscar, you cheated on me during our marriage, and now you’re talking about love? You’ve got some nerve.”Pain flickered across Oscar's face as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.“It’s not like that,” he muttered, “It was Sharon… She made the first move! Just like before… just like always!“I could have had a