Mrs. Ben doesn't eat back grass

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A few days ago, our three girlfriends got together, and they both complained about their marriage and lovers, and I advised them, "Whose marriage is not a piece of chicken feathers, look at the point, grit your teeth, and it will pass." ”

The two of them said that I didn't have a backache when I stood and talked, and I thought that everyone else was happy when I was happy.

I smiled lightly. In their eyes, I was the one who fell into the honey pot.

My husband is tall and handsome, and he is considerate and humorous, and he is kind to me and my children. But they don't know that his smile is all for them, and for me, it will always be a cold face or sneer.

In the past, I thought that he was such a character, so indifferent to his family, and it was God's love for me that allowed me to have this almost perfect husband.

But since I found out his secret on his mobile phone and watched him smile softly at other women, I realized that he no longer loves me, and our marriage is a pyramid piled on a pile of sand, which is in danger of collapsing at any time.

I didn't do anything, and I knew I couldn't do anything, for the sake of the child, I could only endure until he didn't want to endure.

I pretended not to know anything, he didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, and the family maintained a semblance of harmony.

However, he and I eventually got tired of acting, and on a seemingly ordinary day, our marriage came to an end without warning.

On that day, the sun shone through the windows on the floor, reflecting patches of gold. As usual, I was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, looking forward to the moment when he came home from work.

However, the first thing he said after entering the door was like a heavy hammer, smashing my head dizzy.

"Let's get a divorce." His tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter of insignificance.

I stopped what I was doing, and my heart felt like I had been pierced with a big hole. But I still held back my tears and looked at him seriously, trying to find a trace of joke on his face: "Have you thought about it? ”

He nodded firmly.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm: "Okay, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." ”

He seemed a little surprised and asked, "You don't ask why?" ”

I sneered: "Don't ask, you know." ”

Three years in love and ten years of marriage, we have gone through thirteen years of ups and downs together. My daughter is eight years old and smart.

Once, I loved him so much, he was tall, handsome, suave, humorous and funny, and he was the focus of attention everywhere he went. Everyone said I had found a treasure, and I always thought so.

For his sake, I was willing to give up my preferences, cook only what he liked, and always cater to his ideas when I go out to play.

In order to make him straighten his waist in his in-law's family, I humbly catered to the requirements of everyone in my in-law's family, even if I was wronged, I always endured it silently.

But now, all this is over with his lifting of the veil.

When I got divorced, I was not so generous and insisted on leaving the children and the house, and I gave him half of the house payment.

I bought him a big suitcase and packed his things neatly. I know he's not short of money, or he wouldn't be so determined.

Not long after the divorce, the news came that he had remarried. The new wife is ten years younger than him, young and beautiful, coquettish, and cute. Although he was married for the second time, he still proudly held a big wedding, and gave all the wedding ceremonies that he hadn't given me before to his little wife.

When I heard the news, it was false to say that I didn't hate him in my heart, but it was more of an indescribable loss. Knowing that he would marry the newlyweds into the house so soon, my heart was like a big stone blocked, heavy, and I couldn't breathe.

But I didn't do anything, I didn't say anything, I just silently told myself that after losing him, I had to live hard, work hard, and raise my daughter to be an adult.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people. A year after the divorce, news about him reached my ears again.

This time, it was a big melon that his marriage broke down.

My best friend relieved my hatred and said: "Yes, from history to modern times, Chen Shimei has not ended well." ”

I smiled, and my heart was happy.

The new daughter-in-law is a demon who helps her brother, not only often secretly gives money to her brother behind his back, but also wants her parents to move in together.

He hadn't said anything yet, he didn't fuck anymore, sat on his bed with his ass, and resolutely refused to let him.

The new daughter-in-law was angry and went up to pull her mother-in-law, and the two of them started directly. His mother was old, and when she missed a push, she fell to the ground and hit her head with a big hole.

Later, his mother was admitted to the hospital, and he angrily parted ways with his new daughter-in-law. He said that he had no obligation to support her mother's family, and that he usually turned a blind eye to the things that stole money from his mother's family, and this time he actually wanted to take over his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and he couldn't bear it.

A few days later, he called me and said he wanted to come back to see the child. I hesitated, but agreed. After all, he is the biological father of the child, and I have no reason to stop it.

On that day, he bought a lot of snacks and toys that the children loved, and even bought me a bouquet of red roses for the first time. Looking at the delicate bouquet of roses, my heart was full of mixed feelings.

In the evening, he stayed at home to eat. After the meal, the child was picked up by my sister and went out to play. There were only the two of us left in the living room, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Suddenly, he knelt down in front of me with a "plop" and begged for my forgiveness with tears in his eyes, saying that he regretted it, knew that he was wrong, and hoped to give him a chance for the sake of the child.

I looked at him quietly, without a trace of turmoil in my heart, and said calmly: "Impossible, I didn't ask at the beginning, it's not that I didn't want to ask, I was afraid to ask, I can't afford it." Because the more you give, the more you can't accept betrayal. ”

He froze, as if he didn't expect me to be so determined.

Later, he, his mother, and even my parents came to persuade me to remarry, saying that he was the child's father and that the family was neat.

I didn't get angry, smiled and said, "I don't eat back grass, whoever thinks he is good and wants to go with him, anyway, it's definitely not me." ”

Everyone saw that I was resolute, and after saying it a few times, no one mentioned the matter of remarrying us again.

Because they all know that I am no longer the innocent girl I was at the beginning, and I will no longer be confused by a few sweet words.

I once gave everything for love and this family, but in the end I got harm.

His cold violence once made me feel miserable, and I once changed to depression, and it took two years of medicine to get better.

He was polite and considerate to me in front of people, he was cold and mocking to me behind people, and I was worthless in his gaze.

All the unbearable is over. Now, I have become my own heroine, living for myself and for my children, simple and content. I believe that without him, my children and I would have been doing well.