A Broken Marriage Can Never Be Mended!

Before my grandmother passed away, her only wish was to see my husband.

I knelt in front of her sickbed and cried, calling Chris 18 times.

But he didn't answer any of them.

That night, after my grandmother died, I managed to take care of the funeral arrangements at the hospital. Then I saw Chris's Instagram.

He was celebrating his ex-girlfriend's birthday, and the caption said,

[As long as you're happy, everything is perfect.]

After leaving the crematorium, I printed the divorce agreement.

"Chris, let's get a divorce."

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When Chris saw the divorce agreement on my desk, his first reaction was,

"Have you caused enough trouble?"

He just came back from outside, with a bit of alcohol on him, and wearing the same outfit as yesterday.

Chris had a cleanliness obsession, and there was only one person, who could make him willingly wear dirty clothes from the day before yesterday.

His first love, Sophia.

Looking at him, I remembered the moments I saw on Instagram last night.

When my grandmother was critically ill and only wanted to see her grandson-in-law, he was celebrating Sophia's birthday.

"Yes, I've had enough. So, Chris, I'm serious this time. Let's get a divorce."

I picked up the divorce agreement and handed it to him. "I set you free to be with Sophia."

He looked at me incredulously and laughed angrily, "You're really something, Anita. You stop making a scene but threaten me with a divorce, huh?"

He snatched the divorce agreement and held it tightly, scolding me, "When can you be mature? I was just celebrating a friend's birthday, and you won't stop making a fuss."

I couldn't help but ask him, "Am I the one causing trouble? Last night, my grandmother..."

But before I finished speaking, I was interrupted, "Not everything has to be about your grandma. Anita, how many times have you used her health as an excuse in the past three months?"

He pointed at my nose and scolded me, "Just because your grandma is sick, do I have to stay by the sickbed all the time and have no life of my own?"

He scolded me, making my eyes turn red, and I questioned him, "Chris, are you serious? Since my grandma got sick until now, you haven't visited her more than five times!"

Three months ago, my grandma fell. She was old, and her chronic illnesses had recurred. So she had been staying in the hospital during this time, relying on machines almost every day to sustain her life.

"And a few days ago, the doctor issued a critical condition notice. Did you come to take a look? I called you 18 times last night..."

He was hurt by my words and had an ugly expression. "You know what? Because of your calls, my friends take turns mocking me, saying that I'm henpecked and don't even have the freedom to go out!"

He threw the divorce agreement in my face. "Anita, don't forget how you married me in the first place. You used your grandma to blackmail me and forced me to marry you! Are you gonna use her to blackmail me for a lifetime?"