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I was silent for a while, then I dodged his outstretched hand.
I stood up, ready to leave.
“If we can’t agree on an amicable divorce, then we’ll just have to go through litigation.”
“For me, it’ll just delay things a bit; the result will be the same.”
“In that case, you can save whatever you have to say for the courtroom. Let’s not waste each other’s time. You can contact Mr. Davis for any needs.”
My words made Daniel look even more pained.
He blocked my path.
His knees buckled, and he dropped to the floor, begging me.
“Amelia, I was wrong.”
“I truly know I was wrong. I promise you there won’t be a next time.”
“Our ten years together, are you really just going to throw it all away? I’ll fire Chloe, I’ll never see her again. Please, just give me one more chance. I really can’t bear to lose you.”
Daniel grabbed my sleeve and continued:
“I just got too comfortable with our peaceful life and craved a little excitement. I swear, I never slept with her. In my heart, you are still the woman I love most.”
“Life is long, and sometimes you just can’t help your mind wandering. Do you really have to be so
heartless?”
Listening to Daniel’s self-righteous words, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I raised my hand high and slapped Daniel’s other cheek, the one that wasn’t swollen.
*SMACK!*
It was loud.
But I still didn’t feel satisfied.
It was like a vent had been ripped open in the anger suppressed in my heart, and I slapped him again with the back of my hand.
“Daniel Miller, are you pathetic or what?”
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“Cheating is cheating, and you’re still trying to find all these flowery excuses for yourself. How dare you? What, did I hold a knife to your throat and force you to cheat?”
“When we got married, you swore eternal vows. You said you’d only love me for your whole life. And now? You want me to allow your mind to wander. Daniel Miller, do you have any shame?”
Daniel was left speechless by my barrage of insults.
He could only plead through tears:
“Amelia, don’t hate me. I love you!”
“Don’t look at me like that. I can’t take it, I really can’t.”
I listened and found it laughable.
At this point, Daniel truly wasn’t worth my hatred.
Because those who are fickle in love are truly pitiable; they don’t even know what love is. He’s
pathetic like a stray dog, sniffing at every rotten bone he passes on the street.
He can only satisfy his empty heart by constantly seeking novelty and excitement.
Truly despicable.
“Daniel Miller, why are you putting on this show of deep affection now?”
“You were the one who was fickle and deceitful, you were the one who was insincere, and you are the one putting on this false act. I feel sick for every day I ever truly loved you. Someone like you doesn’t deserve happiness at all.”
“What right do you have to talk about love? You have no heart.”
I pushed him away and strode out.
Infidelity is either zero times or countless times.
Whether it’s physical or emotional, cheating is cheating. No matter how many excuses you find, it’s still cheating.
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I looked back at Daniel, still kneeling on the floor, crestfallen.
I scoffed:
“Please. After abandoning someone, don’t play the victim.”
“It makes me sick.”
