LOGINOn my thirty-eighth birthday, my husband, Hugh Shaw, nearly forty, found the love of his life. He asked me for a divorce. "Mina’s only twenty. She’s sweet and kind, while you’re old and boring." I nodded at my own reflection, looking worn and lifeless. That explained Hugh’s strange behavior lately. He’d started caring about his appearance. He never left the house without putting on cologne, and he bought a bouquet of flowers every day. No matter how busy he was, the first thing he did when he got home was work out at the gym. Before the divorce, Hugh asked me, "Maya, you’ve been a housewife for seven years. Can you really bring yourself to divorce me? Don’t come crying to me later!" I smiled. "I won’t." Because that girl he fell in love with was me at twenty.
View MoreAfter that, I left Newford and went abroad.The courses were just as demanding as I’d imagined. I immersed myself in them, taking in what I learned and making it my own.Hugh never came looking for me again.He still sent me messages nonstop, reminiscing about how much we’d loved each other.I knew he was trying to find a way to make me forget how badly he’d treated me.He was so annoying.I blocked him.Joey, on the other hand, emailed me every week.He told me about everything—school, extracurricular activities, games…However, he never mentioned Hugh.Six months later, I returned to my off-campus apartment after class.When I opened my computer, I found an email from an unfamiliar sender.[Hey, Maya! Do you remember me?][I made it abroad and continued my studies. Just like you said, I didn’t fall in love or start dreaming about marriage. I only want to spread my wings and take charge of my own life. It feels amazing!][Hugh’s injuries have healed well. I asked Dad to compensate him
Hugh took me to a place I knew well.It was Harmony Bay, the first house we’d bought after we started making money.It was surprisingly clean inside, and someone had polished the furniture until it gleamed.Hugh looked nervous, like he had when he first showed the house to a client. "Maya, do you remember this place?""We spent all our savings on this house. We cried when we moved in.""I held you and promised I’d buy you more houses and give you a better life…"I didn’t react.Hugh didn’t seem to mind. He led me to a corner of the living room.It was filled with baby things: the little ball Joey used to play with, the playpen he used to crawl around in, and the portrait we’d painted of him together…One memory after another came rushing back.Just then, the door opened.My mother-in-law came in with Joey.As soon as she entered, she gave me a scrutinizing look.Then she said sarcastically, "You’re sure enjoying life after the divorce! You don’t have to take care of the kid anymore, an
Silence filled the atmosphere.I smiled calmly and spoke with the same indifference Hugh had shown me in the past."So what? You have Joey. Does it matter whether I see him? Hugh, I’m busy. I don’t have time to waste on you."Hugh stiffened.He must have recognized the words. His expression changed several times.In the end, he let go of me.I walked away without looking back.The days that followed kept me on my feet from morning to night.I knew I had a lot to catch up on after spending years at home.I was nearly forty, yet I found myself dreaming the way I had when I was young.I wanted to study abroad, pursue a master's degree, and build a career and life of my own.So, I applied to schools overseas again and kept taking on freelance work and managing projects.I needed money for tuition and a secure income.Seven years ago, I’d used my severance pay and savings to make valuable investments overseas.Hugh had no idea.During those seven years as a housewife, I’d also turned the ho
After that day, Hugh seemed to find his way back into my life.He started messaging me nonstop, as he had when we first fell in love.[Maya, Joey didn’t win the gold medal at his competition this time. His scores have dropped.][My mom came to look after Joey, but he’s stubborn and never gets along with her. It’s exhausting.][The food at the office cafeteria was so bland today. I miss your homemade chicken soup.][Life’s been a mess without you.][Maya, I miss you so much.]For thirteen years, words like those had kept me bound to him.I’d finally escaped that bleak, stifling life and found the sunlight. I had no desire to go back.I landed the job I wanted.I secured my first contract with a marketing proposal. As former classmates praised me, I suddenly felt that all those years trapped at home had gone to waste.It was already nine by the time I left work that evening.I never expected to run into Hugh downstairs.He wore the charcoal-gray shirt I liked, the gold watch I’d picked o


















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