Running From Betrayal: Goodbye to You

Hans Luther was stunned when he realized that Yarmilla Sullivan had blocked him.After three years of marriage, Yarmilla had always been Hans' dignified, graceful, and kind wife. Her behavior was always impeccable, no matter the occasion.It wasn't until he came home and saw the divorce papers left on the table that he finally realized he had done something wrong.The words he had said to her replayed in his head."It's been years since it happened. Susan has always wanted to reconcile with you. There's no need to make things so tense. It's Susan's birthday today. She's your elder, and she offered you a toast; you should have accepted it."When you were younger, you could blame your upbringing. But if you can't control yourself now, it only shows you're still immature. How could I even think about having children with you when you're like this?"Hans picked up the divorce papers from the table and read through them before placing them back down.He didn't think he had done anyth

After marrying Hans, I did consider having children.But he always felt that I wasn't "positive" enough. He was worried that my psychological state would negatively impact a child's growth.To help me change, he enrolled me in psychology courses. He even hired a therapist for me.I told him that, for me, he was more important than any therapist.But clearly, he didn't take my words seriously.When he began secretly contacting Susan—having meals, coffee, even shopping together and exchanging gifts—my mental state was bound to suffer.I only planned to take my things while packing my belongings. However, I ended up uncovering a stack of receipts he had hidden at the bottom of the wardrobe. They were receipts of everything from car keychains to luxury watches and jewelry.As "senior and junior", "stepmother and son-in-law", they sure had a great relationship.If Hans had chosen someone else, I might have considered Grandma's wishes and kept up appearances in the marriage.But of

When I saw the photo from Susan, I was shopping for groceries with Grandma at the supermarket."Just a picture of yourself? No shots of you together? Nothing risqué?" I replied calmly, my tone devoid of any emotion.Afraid that she would leave a trail by replying in text, Susan immediately called me instead. "Your heart must be bleeding right now. Are you going to keep pretending like you don't care? Yarmilla, the pain in your expression when you flipped that table—it was so much more genuine!""Are you finally dropping the act? So this is your true self. After years of watching you put on that show, I almost forgot what your disgusting, conniving face really looks like!"I listened to Susan snicker on the other end of the line. Ever since she married Dad, she had been playing the dutiful stepmother full of fake concern and forced care.I'd been sick of it for ages."You've always wanted your dad and me to get a divorce, haven't you? Well, congratulations. Your wish is coming tru

I looked at Hans. In my mind, his face seemed to overlap with Charlie's.In the end, I felt so disgusted that I wanted to vomit. I couldn't stand the sight of him anymore.Despite knowing I wasn't strong enough to resist him, I still stubbornly pushed him away."Are you making a fuss because you're jealous? Or is it because you misunderstood my relationship with her?"Yarmilla, I'll explain this only once! I admit Susan is a gorgeous and amazing woman. However, I don't like her. You're the one I've always been in love with."The reason I took you to Susan's birthday party was all for you! I didn't want you to keep being at odds with her. I wanted you to let go of the past and live happily like every other woman!"I had always found Hans' logic incomprehensible. Even when I pleaded so directly, he still managed to misunderstand.I found his explanation utterly ridiculous."If your mother was killed by your stepmother, could you still coexist peacefully with your stepmother?"If

The bodyguards behind me dragged Susan to the roadside with a knowing look from me. As my car passed her, it splashed a puddle of filthy water, soaking her face.Susan's expression was vacant. Without hesitation, she ran straight into an oncoming car.It was an instant death.A month later, Hans' company failed to go public.It wasn't my doing. But I didn't care whatever the reason was either.After his company's IPO failure, Hans sought me out. He said he finally remembered that Susan's birthday had fallen on my mother's death anniversary. He apologized for everything he had done.He even said that if I would forgive him, he'd accompany me to my mother's grave one more time.I declined with a smile.After a long silence, he murmured to himself, "How could I forget this year when I've always remembered before?"I knew why, but I didn't answer him.He never realized it himself. Though he claimed to love me and insisted everything he did was for me, he had been captivated by th