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I think I was too happy too early. Not long ago, I mocked this old lawyer in the hospital for ruining other people's marriages and taking away their happiness. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon.
Actually, I must admit that I was scared.
You know, from the little I know about Zhuo Yang, he is definitely a man of his words.
So I went to consult our divorce lawyer at the time, and when I took out the divorce agreement we had signed at that time, I was shocked.
All I can say is—
There is nothing in this world that I can't think of, only things that Zhuo Yang can't do.
Zhuoyang gave me a strict rule in the divorce agreement that after I, An Yue, divorce him, except for the 3,000 yuan living allowance every month, the ownership of all other gifts that Zhuoyang gave me will belong to Zhuoyang.
In other words... those shiny jewels and this house that I decorated so beautifully are not actually mine.
What’s the difference between this and having to pay off a mortgage even though your house collapsed after an earthquake
I'm about to cry.
Pulling the old lawyer's sleeve, he begged, "Why... why didn't anyone remind me at that time..." Is there no good person in this world
The old lawyer pushed his glasses, coughed twice, and spoke slowly.
"I seem to have reminded you... Miss An... but you signed without even reading it..."
I really wanted to cry but I had no tears. At this time, I couldn't remember whether the old lawyer reminded me or not. The point was, how could I have known that Zhuo Yang would be so ruthless... He actually thought of such a heartless thing...
When I knew the truth, tears fell.
I was in a bad mood, and that damn culprit Zhuo Yang came out to mess with me.
"Why are you here again?"
I gritted my teeth.
Zhuo Yang looked at the tear marks on my face with a faint gaze, and suddenly smiled.
“This is my place… Why can’t I come…”
It's so despicable and shameless.
But I never act rashly when there is a better solution.
I opened the door and let Zhuoyang in.
"water."
I reluctantly poured Zhuoyang a glass of water. Zhuoyang took a sip, leaned back on the sofa, and loosened his tie.
His extremely leisurely look really hurt my heart.
I couldn't bear it any longer, so I hid in my room and cried while holding my jewelry.
I don’t know how long I cried, but Zhuo Yang knocked on the door.
"I'm hungry...what can I eat?"
I was in a bad mood, so I looked up and yelled.
"Don't you know to look in the refrigerator?"
Zhuo Yang knocked on the door louder, and when I turned around, I saw a look of disgust on his face.
“Can those things... be eaten?”
Naturally edible.
I made a simple vegetable and egg fried rice. Zhuo Yang seemed a little dissatisfied, but seeing my dark face, it seemed that he had a lot of complaints but didn't say them out loud...
I held the milk and watched Zhuo Yang eat with a spoon, and I couldn't help feeling sad.
How could this happen? I thought after the divorce, I would live a good life like any other heroine.
But I found out...
At the end of the day, my life was a mess.
My life seems simple and hopeful, but if you think about it carefully, none of my food, clothing, housing and transportation are independent of Zhuoyang.
I was a little disappointed. This was not what I had imagined. Shouldn't I have become a queen after my divorce? How did I end up like a battered young wife
and-
What I don’t understand even more is Zhuoyang’s attitude
He went from being indifferent to me before marriage to being distant after divorce, like a clever hunter who was forcing me into a dead end. Is this what he always wanted to do
Is there something wrong with Zhuo Yang's brain? Is he always trying to make things difficult for me
"Don't you want to eat?" Zhuo Yang saw me staring at him blankly, and he showed his rare sympathy. He went to the kitchen to get me a bowl and gave me half a bowl of fried rice.
I wanted to laugh, of course a sarcastic laugh.
The president of Excellence Culture, the young master who has been blessed with a silver spoon in his mouth since childhood, the man I used to feed and pamper with all the good food and drink... but now he has fallen to the point of eating simple fried rice...
Is it God who is torturing me or him
"I don't want to eat it." I sucked the milk and turned my face away. It was really insincere. He had already eaten half of it and gave it to me. It was obvious that he wanted me to eat his saliva.
Whenever I think of the dirty things he did with Hu Ling or some other women, I feel sick to my stomach.
I don't have any shortcomings, except that I'm a little bit mean.
You said I don’t want to eat it, so I won’t eat it… You said something like “You are so dirty… I wonder if you will get sick…”
Snap—
Zhuo Yang threw away his chopsticks and leaned forward. I thought he was going to slap me in the face.
I was so scared that I quickly took a step back, but I found that although Zhuo Yang's face looked ugly, he had no intention of punishing me.
"Dirty? Eating my saliva is dirty? An Yue... don't you know how many times you've eaten it?"
Zhuo Yang laughed in anger and looked at me deeply, as if he was thinking of something charming. His smile was a little lewd.
I shook off goosebumps all over the floor and turned my face away nonchalantly, "Are you reminding me to get a full body checkup? Damn... Shit... If I get diagnosed with AIDS... You must be responsible..."
"I didn't!" Zhuo Yang seemed very angry, and those three words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
I should be scared, after all, angering a lion is not a good thing, but I am too lazy to serve this great god now, so let him do whatever he wants.
"Is it because he doesn't have AIDS or because he hasn't had sex with other women?"
Zhuo Yang's face darkened, and under my direct gaze, he suddenly turned his face away.
My heart suddenly felt like it was pricked by a needle.
I know that Zhuoyang is not loyal in this marriage.
From Hu Ling to those beautiful girls out there whose looks I couldn’t even remember, I don’t know how many hands Zhuo Yang has passed through.
I remember when I first knew Zhuo Yang had a woman outside, I always tried to seduce Zhuo Yang. I was so stupid... I always thought that men would stay quiet outside after having enough at home...
Now think about this…
It’s not that the mistresses out there are too rampant, but that I’m simply too stupid.
Men are like this, like a dog that will always eat shit. Even if they are full of bones outside, they will still take a bite of feces when they see it.
What a self-degrading and self-abusing person! That's what a man is.
Zhuo Yang didn't deny it, which made me feel sick.
Without thinking, I threw away the milk and strode towards the bedroom.
I really don’t know if I will be so stimulated that I will have mental problems if I stay here.
But this time I closed the door when I entered.
Lying on the bed, I hugged the pillow and thought about a lot of things, most of which were not happy things.
When I came to my senses, it was already past ten o'clock.
And I didn't have dinner last night, so now I feel hungry.
I was wearing slippers and was about to open the door to find something to eat, but I found that the living room light was on, and the man I had left was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, wearing casual clothes and typing on the computer in front of him.
"Why are you here?"
Zhuo Yang pushed his glasses and said, "Why am I not here? I put the fried rice in the refrigerator for you... Just heat it up yourself... Forget it... I'll heat it up for you..."
“… This… This doesn’t seem to be the point…” I felt that something was not right, and a bad premonition gradually arose in my heart.
"It's already ten o'clock." I reminded him kindly.
Zhuo Yang raised his wrist and pretended to look at his watch.
"It's time to go to bed... prepare a set of toiletries for me."
Damn it! He's giving orders in that tone again! Who does he think I am
If this continues, even Buddha would be angry.
I've given up completely.
"Zhuo Yang! Mr. Zhuo! President Zhuo! Have you forgotten the fact that we are divorced?" Zhuo Yang frowned, seeming to be deeply displeased with what I said.
What the hell are you unhappy about? I am not happy, okay! I will fall!
"It's late... Please go out..."
My face turned cold, and I directly ordered Zhuo Yang to leave, "If you are lonely and unbearable... I believe that with your looks... and your family background, you can attract any woman..." Why bother to tease me!
Zhuo Yang put away his computer, stood up, and slowly walked towards me.
"You reminded me then... I seem to be missing a woman..."
I almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but the next second Zhuo Yang had already put his arm around my waist and brought me directly into his arms, "Wash yourself clean... I like clean things... Hmm... Your shower gel has a nice scent... I like it... My blood boils just thinking about it..."
"… "
I no longer want to bleed, I just want the knife stuck in his chest. Is he a Martian? Why can't I feel that we have a common communication? Why do I always feel that I am the only one bleeding... the only one making trouble?
Pushing Zhuo Yang away, I repeated grimly, "We are divorced! How many times do you want me to remind you!"
Zhuo Yang didn't care.
"I just want a woman... Hurry up and be rubbed... My mushroom head is so swollen and painful... I want you so much..."
It hurts your cock! I throw, I throw, I throw! I want your sister! I kick, I kick, I kick!
"You want a woman! Go out and find one! You can also recruit a female branch!"
Zhuo Yang was unmoved. Instead, he ignored my suggestion and started taking off his clothes.
To be honest, I was a little scared when his muscular chest muscles, which didn't match his appearance, were revealed.
Of course, I have always been a flexible person.
Beg for mercy immediately.
"Boss Zhuo... Zhuo Yang... don't be impulsive... I'm already 27 or 28 years old... I'm old... my skin is not good... my vagina is loose too... please be merciful..." Spare me...
However, when I pretended to beg for mercy, Zhuo Yang had already quickly circled in front of me.
He held my chin, bit my lips, and rubbed my breasts.
The voice was low and seductive, and it sounded softly in my ears.
"Whether you are loose or not... I will know after I try..."
"… "