Todos os capítulos de My Wife's Pranks Pushed Me to Divorce: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Erin Greer's smile froze.Mark Levine stared at me. He crumpled the prenatal test report in his hand, leaving deep creases across the paper.The others fell silent briefly before someone chuckled."Richard, you've gotten better at controlling your emotions this year. You don't even smash things anymore.""Erin, you've trained him well, huh?"Erin covered her mouth with a hand, as if she couldn't hold back anymore. "Alright, that's enough."Mark's brows instantly relaxed, and he laughed so hard his shoulders shook. "Richard, I'm sorry. Was my acting really that convincing?" He flipped the report to show me that it bore someone else's name.The group burst into laughter.Erin reached out to take my ring. Her voice carried its usual nonchalance. "Your reaction is pretty good today, but taking off your ring is a bit much."I pulled my hand away, and hers froze midair as she frowned. "Richard Topp."She only called my full name when she was upset with me.Mark walked over and p

I had just finished tying up the trash bag when more than a dozen people filed into the living room.Erin sat on the couch, her expression cold, while Mark stood beside her, looking like a child who had done something wrong.The moment their friends walked in, they started blabbering."Richard, we're practically family. Is a public shaming session really necessary?""Erin even went to the trouble of calling us here. You should appreciate that.""Fine. We'll apologize. Who wants to go first?"They didn't sound like they were here to apologize. Instead, it sounded like warm-up banter before another game.Erin looked at me. "They are all here. You can speak now."I stood beside the coffee table where the ring lay.Someone noticed it then and joked, "Wow, he still hasn't put his ring back on! He's really holding onto that grudge today."Mark immediately spoke up, "Stop egging him on. Richard is really mad." But the more he tried to talk them out of it, the louder their mockery

Erin stood downstairs as the moving truck pulled away. She didn't chase after it. She only watched me, as if this were a joke that hadn't ended yet.I hailed a cab and gave the driver the address of an apartment near my company. I rented this place three months ago.After the fake wedding last year, I started preparing to leave. But at the time, I still hadn't completely given up. I thought Erin would change and realize that I wasn't a prop in all her pranks. I thought that after one of her jokes, she would finally hug me and say she wouldn't do it again.But the change never came.The apartment was tiny, and an old desk stood by the window. I opened my suitcase, and the first thing I took out was a stack of medical records.The doctor had said I'd been under too much stress for too long and that my sleep had been badly affected. He recommended that we put our plans to have a baby on hold.When I brought the records home that day, Erin was practicing vows for the fake wedding wit

Erin was late on the day we were supposed to file for divorce. I sat in the courthouse lobby, watching the clock tick past 20 minutes.My lawyer asked, "Mr. Topp, do you want to reschedule?"I shook my head. "Just give her ten more minutes."Nine minutes later, Erin showed up, dressed in a black coat. She was holding a paper bag. Her hair was slightly disheveled. She then explained, "The traffic was bad."I didn't bother asking if she was telling the truth.Erin handed the paper bag to me. "The cheesecake from that shop you like."I didn't take it.Erin froze, lowering her voice. "It's still hot."I used to love the cheesecake, but Erin had only bought it for me once because of the long queues at that store.However, when Mark said he liked chocolate cookies, she made sure to keep track of every new batch.I told her, "I don't like cakes anymore."Erin lowered her gaze.We went inside to sign the papers when it was our turn. Erin's fingers hovered over the paper for a long

Mark came to me in the final week before I finalized my divorce from Erin. He stood outside my company entrance and waited for a long time. When he saw me, he immediately straightened up. He had lost a significant amount of weight, and there was exhaustion in his eyes."Richard, I need to talk to you.""We don't have anything to talk about."Mark blocked my path. "My family's projects got suspended, and my dad is planning to send me abroad. I've deleted all those videos and my alternate account. Can you get Erin to let me off the hook?"I glanced at him. "You've come to the wrong person."Despair appeared on his face. "But she's like this because of you."I smiled. "Even now, you still think everything is someone else's fault."Mark clenched his fists tight. "Tell me. What do you want? Should I kneel?"Passersby glanced over as his voice grew louder. "I admit I crossed the line. I admit I enjoyed seeing you humiliated. But you're fine, aren't you? You have a good job, and Erin