Semua Bab Hand Over My Salary? Enjoy the Divorce Instead: Bab 1 - Bab 9

Vivian Spencer and I were one of those campus couples. Back in those days, graduation season was practically breakup season, but we somehow held onto each other all the way to the altar.She used to daydream about saving up five million dollars and going around the world with me. Caught in the vision of the future she wove, I handed over my entire salary for her to manage, keeping just 200 dollars for myself as pocket money.Those were the toughest years. I couldn't even bring myself to buy a single bar of chocolate from a convenience store. Most days, the two of us lived on little more than bread alone.She never thought it was hard, so it never crossed her mind that I might be struggling alongside her.After a few years, we managed to save a bit, just a modest five-figure sum. Looking at that number, I told myself all those years of scrimping had been worth it.And when things started going our way, luck tended to follow. I landed a job at a foreign company, and just like that,

Within a minute, Vivian received Brian's message of thanks. She came straight to me, demanding, "You lent him 50 thousand dollars? Where did the other half come from?"This time, I didn't argue. I answered flatly, "I borrowed it from someone.""You only have 300 dollars a month. How are you going to pay back 25 thousand? I'm telling you right now, I am not helping you with that!"I looked at her like she had just made a joke. I said nothing and turned to walk into the small bedroom.I thought she might come after me, but she went straight to the master bedroom and fell asleep as if nothing had happened.The next morning, Vivian acted unbothered, but I could tell something was off.We went to work as usual, clocked out as usual, and even went grocery shopping like we always did. I asked her what she wanted to eat, but she simply brushed it off and told me to decide.Faced with that attitude, I stopped asking.At the checkout counter, I was bagging things while listening to the t

Not even five minutes after I left, Vivian started calling me nonstop. I hung up once, and she called again. She persistently dialed as if it were a real emergency.My phone was down to 5% battery. In the end, I had no choice but to pick up."Where are you?" she asked furiously. Before I could answer, she cut in again. "I told you to transfer your salary within a minute. Why didn't you do it?"It was late at night. One would think her first question would be whether I was safe or where I was. Instead, all she cared about was the money. I hadn't realized how obsessed she was with it until then.I didn't waste any more words on her and hung up. After finding a chain hotel, I checked in. The moment I lay down, Vivian called again. This time, I tossed the phone aside and let it ring until the battery finally died.All night, my mind kept replaying everything she had ever said.She once talked about traveling around the country with me, yet we never even planned a single trip. She onc

The word "divorce" stunned Vivian. She grabbed my wrist and asked, "All this just because I asked you to hand over your salary? Are you even a man?""No, I'm not," I answered flatly.I didn't feel like arguing anymore, so I slammed the door as I left. This time, she followed me out.In public, Vivian shouted at me without a care about who was watching. "Did you pay a single penny when I bought the house? When we renovated it, did you contribute anything?"We've been together since we were in school, and now, you're ignoring my family's situation and acting like money grows on trees! If you want a divorce, fine. But first, pay me rent for all these years you've been living here!"She kept shouting louder, completely disregarding how I felt. A crowd quickly gathered, and people started whispering."What's with that man? He can't even pay for the house or the renovation. He's basically freeloading.""That's a man who doesn't care about his wife at all.""She should've divorced him

The police officers had had enough. They slapped a pair of cold handcuffs on Patricia too.Only then did Vivian truly panic. She dropped to her knees in front of me, tears streaming down her face, but it didn't feel genuine at all."Zane, honey, I'm so sorry! Please, talk to the police for me! Don't let them take me!" she begged desperately."I'll get my year-end bonus in a month. If this affects my attendance, it won't be worth it! How about this? If you help me, I'll give you ten thousand dollars from my bonus! No, half! I'll share half with you, okay?"What a bizarre thing to say.I walked up to Vivian and looked her up and down. "Who do you think you are, Vivian? This time, I'm not only divorcing you, but I'm also taking back the share of the savings that rightfully belongs to me."Patricia couldn't handle it. Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot. Vivian was then dragged into the police car.I went back to the hotel, changed into a clean set of clothes, and requ