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I couldn’t watch any longer; with Keith behaving like this, what more was there to understand?
He was pushing me. Pushing me to file for divorce. If he couldn’t do it, then I would. There was nothing more revolting than him.
As I hung up the video call, my fingers trembled, struggling to press the right buttons. My stomach churned, and I felt nauseous, but only managed to dry heave. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes red and my face haggard. At thirty, I thought I had mastered controlling my emotions. But when it truly mattered, I couldn’t control
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anything.
Lynley’s words echoed endlessly in my mind. Over the years, I had known Keith didn’t love me, but for the sake of our child and the love I still harbored, I endured. Now, even my child didn’t love me.
A bitter smile touched my lips as I faced the first real thought of giving up. My marriage to Keith was a business arrangement, but I had feelings for him. When we first met, arranged by our parents, I was so excited I didn’t know what to do. He noticed my nervousness, but instead of mocking me, he held my hand and softly reassured me, “Don’t be nervous. We’ve met before when we were young.”
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Yes, we had met at a party and exchanged a few words. He had no aversion to the
marriage, so the wedding went smoothly. Soon after, I was pregnant, and Keith was frequently away on business trips. I initially had no suspicions until someone sent me a photograph, revealing that Keith’s business trips were actually to see Acelynn–the woman who had wept at our wedding.
It was then I learned about Acelynn and Keith’s past relationship. Keith had always seen her as his first love. Confronting Keith with the photo was the first time I saw him genuinely flustered. He embraced me desperately, insisting that he made a mistake, that he only went to see her, and nothing had happened between them.
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“Lesley, I swear I won’t see her again. We have a child now, and for our child, we will stay together.”
At that time, I was seven months
pregnant and could already feel the baby’s movements. I touched my belly and cried for a long time. Keith, unusually patient, comforted me.
That was the moment I chose to forgive him.
