LOGINRyan Fairfax always knew how to get under my skin. If I asked him to hang up the clean laundry, he would hang up the shirts but leave the pants untouched. Then, he would argue, “You never told me to hang up the pants.” After dinner, when I asked him to wash the dishes, he would wash only a few plates, leaving the cutlery and the rest on the table for me to put away. Whenever I was close to losing my temper, he would always say, “I did exactly what you told me to do.” That would instantly turn my perfectly peaceful mood into a furious one, and we would end up having countless arguments because of it. Eventually, I started making my instructions so detailed that he could not possibly find a loophole. In turn, Ryan complained that I was being too long-winded. “You could’ve finished the chores in the time it took you to explain all that. Gina, you’re just looking for an excuse to be lazy, aren’t you?” I assumed Ryan was simply helpless around the house, so little by little, I stopped expecting anything from him. One day, at a gathering, I saw him cleaning up the house for his sister-in-all-but-blood, Julie Haynes. He needed no instructions or reminders. He did not miss a single thing, and no one had to nag him to get it done. In no time at all, he had turned the place from a complete mess into a spotless space. That was when I finally understood: Ryan was only helpless when it came to me. If that was the kind of double standard I had to live with in our marriage, I did not want it any longer.
View MoreAfter that, Adrian started coming to my shop often.He was a freelancer, so I figured I might as well treat him like an employee.We spent a lot of time talking, taking ourselves apart and examining everything that had happened, piece by piece. It was almost as if our previous marriages had been jobs, and we were trying to figure out why they had failed.Whenever we touched on something that really struck a chord, everything suddenly fell into place, and we would understand why things had happened the way they had.In the end, we came to the same conclusion. Neither of us had been in the wrong.Two months later, Ryan showed up again, but he seemed like a completely different person.When he saw me, he simply smiled.“Could you make me a bouquet?”As usual, I asked what the flowers were for, and he said they were for Julie.I assumed they were finally going to be together, but then Ryan said, “We lost the baby.”I froze.As if he knew I wanted to know why, Ryan began explaini
“Ryan, will you marry me? Give our baby and me a home,” Julie asked without beating around the bush.Ryan finally stirred, but he ignored Julie and looked straight at me instead.“Gina, if… if it weren’t for the baby, would you give us another chance?”In that moment, both of them turned their attention to me.But my answer had always been the same.“No. You can ask me as many times as you want, and my answer will still be no.”Julie seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, while Ryan looked utterly devastated.“You two should leave. You’re getting in the way of my business.”Julie tugged at Ryan, but he did not move.I lowered my head and continued moving the flowers. Ryan was about to help me, but before he could, someone else lifted the potted arrangement with ease.It was Adrian Jessop.He was one of my regular customers who stopped by every few days to buy flowers. After seeing each other so often, we naturally got to know each other.The arrangement he had just picked up
I waved the divorce certificate and replied, “No, we won’t.”Ryan staggered backward, nearly losing his balance.After the divorce, I started rebuilding myself from the ground up. I did my best not to become hysterical or let myself get consumed by anger, but strangely enough, none of that ever happened.I never knew I could be this calm without Ryan.With my spirits lifted, I spent more than two weeks traveling. The mountains, lakes, and coastline did wonders for my state of mind, leaving me calmer than ever.I returned to my parents’ home in the neighboring city, where I planned to open a small flower shop.But I never expected to run into Ryan.He was drunk and had passed out in front of my parents’ old house, so I called the police.Julie came to pick him up.When we met again, we were both much calmer. I did not know what had happened to Julie over those two weeks, but she seemed much more mature and composed.Her eyes filled with tears when she saw me.“Gina, I’m pregn
After a year of marriage to Ryan, I managed to fit everything I could take into a single suitcase. Anything that would not fit had to stay behind.I took one last look at the home I had poured so much of myself into, then grabbed my suitcase and strode away.Ryan blocked my path, his eyes red.“Gina…”I simply said, “I’ll see you at the courthouse tomorrow morning. Don’t be late.”He shook his head, clearly unwilling to accept it.“Gina, as long as you don’t divorce me, I’ll take care of all the housework from now on. I’ll do whatever you say. I promise.”“Ryan, do you really think housework was the only problem between us?”My heart sank.Even after everything, Ryan still did not understand how we had ended up here.I pushed him aside and left without looking back.A heavy feeling suddenly settled over Ryan. He used to think I was always on his case and that it made him uncomfortable, but with me really gone, he struggled to adjust.When Ryan looked down and saw the dirty












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