LOGINMy CEO wife has a habit of rewarding top-performing employees with a private dinner. After seven years of being secretly married to her, I finally pushed myself to the limit—working around the clock for an entire month, nearly coughing up blood—just to land the number-one spot and finally earn that public dinner date with my own wife. But Alexia gave the spot to an intern instead. "Caleb just joined the team. He needs some motivation and encouragement. As my husband, you need to be understanding. Next time, if you close over ten million in sales, I'll definitely give you the spot—and I'll even throw in a diamond wedding ring worth a million." For the sake of the company and our marriage, I let it slide. Then I closed a ten-million-dollar deal and showed up at the restaurant we'd agreed on. She never came. No calls, no texts. I was about to head back to the office to find her when I saw Caleb's post on social media: a candlelit dinner with my wife, and on his ring finger—the very ring she'd promised me. His caption read: [Family keeps asking when I'm getting married? Don't worry—my girlfriend, the CEO, showed up with a ring to save the day.] Coworkers flooded the comments with excitement. I calmly left a comment of my own. My wife, who had been MIA for six hours, immediately called me in a panic. "Don't get the wrong idea! It was just a dare—he lost a game, that's all. You're still my husband. I just loaned him the ring for a minute. Once the game's over, I'll get it right back to you." But I don't want the ring or her anymore. "Don't bother. Let's get a divorce."
View MoreAlexia walked in and saw the house in total chaos.She also noticed all the couple items I had thrown away.She screamed in anger. "How could you throw these away? These are the proof of our love!"I let out a bitter laugh. "They're just useless trash. Throwing them away is no big deal."Honestly, I had my doubts. Back when she chose me, was it really because she loved me? Or was I just the most suitable option available to her at the time?I found my answer.Whenever she was with me, everything she did felt like she was just checking off a task list.But with Caleb? She had that shy, girlish glow of someone in love.Alexia glared at me, furious. Then she gritted her teeth. "Fine. You don't want any of it? I do."Whatever. I didn't care.After I finished sorting everything out, I pushed her to move her things out, too.Once the house was completely empty, the buyer came.Once I got the money, I didn't stick around. I left immediately.Alexia found an excuse to drive me aga
But now, I just gave a cold nod."Yes. You have to leave. Actually, never mind. Whether you leave or not, I'm selling the house anyway. Do whatever you want."If she wouldn't leave, then I would. We were divorced. I didn't want to live under the same roof with her anymore.At first, when I said "never mind," a flicker of hope lit up in Alexia's eyes.But when she heard what came after, her mouth fell open in shock."You're selling the house?"I nodded.She couldn't stop herself from demanding an answer."This is the house we bought with our very first earnings! It holds so many beautiful memories for us. This was the starting point of our dream. I thought you wanted the house because you wanted to hold onto those memories. I never thought you would sell it!"Alexia screamed her accusations at me.But I just looked at her coldly."If this home is so sacred to you, then why did you bring Caleb here?"Before, she used to make him wait downstairs. Then it became the front door.
Alexia rolled down the window. There was far less arrogance on her face than usual. She looked at me with complicated emotions and let out a soft sigh."Get in. I'll drive you home."Funny. Back when I was her husband, I never got to ride in her car. Now that we were divorced, I was finally getting the experience.I refused."No thanks. I called a car."Alexia raised an eyebrow, hesitated, then spoke again."Get in. I need to go back anyway and move my stuff out. You want the house, right? Then I'll move out."Since she put it that way, I didn't say no.She was right. Even if she hadn't brought it up, I was going to. If she didn't move her things out, how was I supposed to sell the house?I planned to sit in the back. But she opened the passenger door for me. So I had no choice but to sit up front.The moment I sat down, I saw a bobblehead of Caleb's face right there on the dashboard.Alexia's face went stiff. She hurried to explain."I brought him along to a client meeting
When Alexia finally graduated from grad school, she proposed to me. She said she wanted to start a business.I stayed by her side, starting from nothing, step by step, all the way to where we were now.In the beginning, she used to talk about how she would repay me someday. Then she started taking my kindness for granted.Later on, she decided that my being good to her was just what she deserved. And she always thought I wasn't doing enough.She imagined me as this perfect, all-powerful husband. And any time I fell short—even a little—she would criticize me.She criticized me for not being romantic. She cursed me out for not saying sweet things. She even blamed me for looking tacky and unsophisticated.Putting me down became her default setting.But she forgot one thing. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have any of this.She kept hitting my chest. I grabbed her hands.There was no love left in my eyes. Just exhaustion. Pure and total depletion.I had poured so much emotion


















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