My Broken Marriage

One time was after our engagement.I had finally saved enough for a down payment and planned to buy a house near my office, which would serve as our marital home.However, Sarah disagreed. She and her family took turns trying to convince me otherwise, carefully analyzing the pros and cons.In the end, I ended up buying the small, old apartment her parents had lived in for twenty years.Meanwhile, her parents used the money from selling me their place to buy a spacious new condo with a river view.At that time, Sarah nestled in my arms, sweetly calling me "hubby."She said this apartment was in the best school district, ensuring our future children would receive an excellent education.As we planned our future together, my heart was filled with warmth and anticipation.I thought the old place wasn't so bad – it had character. It was just further from work, but I figured I'd work harder and buy a car to make the commute easier.The other time was shortly after her miscarriage.

"Yes, I got promoted. The salary change takes effect next month."I glanced at Sarah, who was holding our child and standing beside a packed suitcase.It was a familiar scene.Whenever I refused to meet their unreasonable demands, Sarah would take our child and go back to her parents' house.They believed that I would be the first to give in, go fetch Sarah back, and accept their outrageous requests, all because I couldn't bear to lose them.As expected, Lucy launched into another round of criticism and belittlement."You figure out how to get that money yourself. It's only natural for an older sister to help her brother. There's no reason to ask for money back once it's given. It's embarrassing to even suggest it."Peter, sitting nearby, put out his cigarette and impatiently interjected, "I'm taking Sarah and the child with me now. You think about this carefully and come see us when you've made up your mind."Lucy quickly stood up, grabbed Sarah's luggage, and headed towards t

The next day, I arrived early at the kindergarten entrance, and finally, I saw a woman who somewhat resembled the woman in the photos. If it weren't for the little girl she was holding hands with, who looked very similar to Ethan, I wouldn't have been sure it was her.The woman in the photos was slim and tall, with delicate features. The person before me... was rather overweight, and her once-fine features were obscured. Only her height remained unchanged, but due to her weight, she appeared even more imposing.Susie dropped off her child at the kindergarten, and I quickly approached her."Ms. Leonard, excuse me. I have some photos of Mr. Larson that might interest you."Susie was wary of my sudden appearance but curious about what I had to say. Seeing this, I quickly pulled up a photo on my phone.When Susie saw the image, her eyes widened in shock."Can we talk privately?"This time, Susie readily agreed, angrily leading me to a nearby café with decent privacy.I showed S

I'm not afraid of people laughing at me for being cheated on. I didn't make the mistake of having an affair, so I don't need to feel embarrassed on their behalf. However, since everyone's talking about it, it's better to explain everything clearly. That's why I said, "Oh, and Mr. Larson, please come pick up your son as soon as possible."Sarah has been consumed with her own thoughts these past few days.She left the child at the Sheldons' house and went into hiding.Without me as her personal ATM, she doesn't want to spend any more money on the Sheldon family, who seem to have endless needs.Lucy still doesn't know that Ethan isn't my child. She calls me every day, urging me to come pick up the kid.It would be dishonest to say I have no feelings for Ethan. I do feel somewhat connected to him, but we're not meant to have a father-son relationship. It's better to end it quickly rather than prolong the pain.If he ever blames anyone when he grows up, it should be his irresponsible