All Chapters of I'm Disgusted With My Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Before I took Richard Judson, Snow Judson’s father, for his checkup, I spent a long time mentally preparing myself.Richard had always viewed me as a schoolteacher who was not good enough for Snow. Even so, I had hope. I wanted Snow’s family to accept me someday.But things went wrong.In the crowded hospital, Richard pointed at me and shouted. People around us turned to watch.At that moment, I could not reach Snow no matter how many times I called.I was so anxious that I even turned to the internet. I hoped to find a reasonable solution.Then, I saw a video of Snow wearing a camisole and washing clothes at another man’s place.I looked at the caption. [Dinner is over. My boss took great care of me. If I had a wife like her, I would want nothing more.]The video had been posted just three minutes earlier.Three minutes ago, the hospital told us we had arrived on the wrong day for the appointment, and Richard had swung his cane at me.At that moment, Snow had refused to answ

When I did not react, Snow took my arm and said, “Come on! Look at how tired you are! If school’s really that busy, you should quit and rest at home for a while. Teaching doesn’t earn much anyway.”I did not understand why, but her touch suddenly felt unpleasant to me. I silently pulled my arm away and thought about what she said. The more I thought about it, the more it sounded like mockery.Back when she had just graduated and could not get a job, it was this so-called low-paying job that had kept her clothed and fed. I was the one who supported her and stood by her through everything.In her eyes at the present, I was no different from the job she looked down on.“Snow, my job doesn’t pay much, but teaching still means something to me. I’m not as free as you. I don’t have the time to run over to someone else’s place to do their laundry. But that doesn’t mean I should quit.”Snow shot up from the couch as if my words had struck a nerve. Her face twisted with mockery.“Jared, is

By the time I got to the research department, it was already evening.I knocked on the door, but there was no answer.Just when I thought the office was empty and turned to leave, a muffled voice said, “Come in!”Inside, there was just one person. Yvonne Steele, the head of the research department and my colleague for many years, was sitting at her desk.Her eyes were red, and she looked like she had been crying.Yvonne was usually decisive and efficient, with a strong work ethic.I had turned down the chance to study abroad several times, so she thought I lacked ambition. After that, she kept her distance.Seeing her so vulnerable for the first time left me feeling unsure of what to do next.“Ms. Steele, what happened? Are you… okay?” Yvonne lowered her head and cleared her throat. When she looked up again, her expression was back to its usual calm, but her eyes were still swollen, and her voice was a little hoarse. “Sorry. Something came up at home. Please don’t mind it.”

I recognized the look on Yulan’s face. It was the same contempt I had seen on Richard so many times.They both thought I was just living off Snow as a freeloader with no right to push back.But I had never spent a single penny of Snow’s money. This house was the last thing my parents had left me. Before they passed, Snow had held my hand and promised them she would take care of me.Five years later, everything had changed.I wanted to know what Snow was thinking. I lifted my head and said to Yulan, “If you think I have no right to kick you out, then you can ask Snow to kick me out instead.”“Enough!” Snow stepped between us and scowled. She said softly to Yulan, “Go home for now. I’ll come see you later.”Yulan’s eyes welled up immediately. He glared at me in frustration, grabbed his things, and left in a hurry.Snow watched his lonely figure for a moment. She hesitated and then went after him. She returned after a few minutes.“Jared, I didn’t expect Yulan to say those thing

Yvonne looked surprised, then quickly started looking for ways to comfort me.“I didn’t expect you to be so good at comforting people.”Yvonne cleared her throat. “Are you saying I usually seem cold and unapproachable, and now, you’re surprised I actually care?”I waved my hand quickly. “No, not at all! I never thought you were cold. Back then, you were frustrated with me for not making progress. That’s why you seemed distant.”Yvonne looked at my hand, which was now completely wrapped, and was waving in the air. She could not help but laugh.“Okay, fine. But seriously, how are you supposed to live alone with your hand like this? Come over to my place for meals for a while.”“That sounds like too much trouble. The cut isn’t really that bad.”Yvonne put on a serious face. “Are you scared because my cooking might be bad? I’m not that bad in the kitchen. You got hurt while helping me, so it’s only natural for me to take responsibility for it. If you keep refusing, I’ll never be abl