My Husband Wants an Open Marriage? Fine, Let’s Get Divorced!
My husband fell in love with a vibrant college girl and suggested we try an open marriage.
I proposed divorce, and he scoffed in disbelief.
“Aria, who else would want you if you
divorce
e me?”
A month later, Bay City’s most mysterious tycoon held my waist and raised on eyebrow, asking:
“Your ex–husband is next door, Want to go see him?”
I threw caution to the wind and replied with a slight smile, “Sure, let’s go meet your predecessor.”
After Connor came back, he excitedly shared with me that he had never met someone so compatible.
They wont skydiving together, skiing together, and climbed to the peak of Mont Blanc…
Their souls resonated; they were each other’s muse
“Aria, you should go out and see the world too, or maybe start dating.
Honestly,
, we got married too early, mistaking habit for love.
“Why don’t we try an open marriage?”
Connor’s face was beaming with sweetness as he generously suggested.
I stared at Connor’s handsome face, tracing from his brow bone to his jaw with my eyes.
Less than three years after graduation, he had already become a stranger to me.
I paused for a moment, then chuckled:
“No need for such trouble, let’s just get divorced.
“Since you like her so much, I’ll step aside.
A flash of surprise crossed Connor’s eyes.
“Aria, you know your situation. Who else would want you if you divorce me?”
I was slightly stunned, not expecting him to use this to poke at me.
Yes, what was my situation?
My mother ran off with someone.
My father was a gambling addict who drowned in a muddy pond while drunk,
Even my grandmother who raised me passed away a few years ago.
was alone, like duckweed, with no one to rely on.
This was the vulnerability I had revealed to him in my fragile moments, and now it had become his leverage to manipulate me.
Connor was so sure I couldn’t leave him that he dared to flaunt his new love interest right in front of me.
The promise he made when we got married- to love and care for me for a lifetime – was like a sharp knife, repeatedly twisting in my hea
I took deep breaths, hands gripping the edge of the table, staring at him steadily, my tone resalute:
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