I finally spoke up. "Right. You don't want a divorce, but you want to sleep with other women. You're not looking for a wife; you're looking for a servant who will endure whatever you do, keep quiet, and let you humiliate her."Andrew opened his mouth, stammering. "I… I was just… influenced by Jenny," he said, desperation in his voice. "I swear I won't ever do it again! Once I'm out, I'll live properly with you, okay? I'll be a good husband!"I laughed, bitter and mocking. "I've said it all clearly. How low does someone have to be to stay with you? Andrew, it's over between us. If you hadn't used your mother as an excuse to trick me into coming here, I wouldn't even be seeing you now.""Yes! Mom!" Andrew's tears flowed even harder.He rambled on, saying how much his mother had wanted to return to their hometown. He thought that now, with his own success and shine, letting her go back would make him look weak. So, he forced her to stay in this big city that never suited her.Now t
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