I didn't send her any money after I received my salary this time.

That night, she called me.

"Cornel Silva, where is your salary? Are you planning to give it to another woman outside?"

I laughed angrily. She was the one who cheated, but now she was turning the tables on me.

I held back my anger, thinking about the phone call my mom just made.

She said on the phone that my dad had been feeling uncomfortable with his heart for a long time, and the local hospital suggested going to a higher-level hospital for examination.

How much of a failure was I? For these past few years, I had been focused on Heidi, and I didn't even know that my father wasn't feeling well.

With a last glimmer of hope, I told Heidi.

"My dad isn't feeling well and needs to go to a big hospital for examination. I won't give you the money for now."

Heidi exploded with anger.

"What does it have to do with me if your dad is not feeling well? It's not my fault. Don't forget that you are my man and you should support me. If you don't give me money, I will have to go hungry."

My last glimmer of hope was shattered.

It was not until now that I truly saw what kind of person Heidi was.

Since we got married, my parents often bought her gifts, gave her money, and even cooked delicious food for her.

Every time I went home, I would clean the house, just to make her less tired.

Before leaving, I would purchase the daily necessities and make a few dishes in advance, so that she could heat them up when she wanted to eat.

Heidi enjoyed all the efforts of our family, but had never bought anything for me or my parents.

Every time we went to her parents' house, she would almost fill a car with gifts.

Despite this, she still complained that I seldom accompanied her home enough, which made others laugh at us.

Last year, when her father got sick, I took a week off to take care of him. Later, when the company urged me to go back to work, my dad took over and helped take care of him for half a month. Their family only said a simple thank you.

Now, when she heard that my dad was sick, this was her reaction.

I finally sobered up.

I hung up the phone and went to the hospital with my elderly father.

The test results would not be available until three days later.

These days, I had been accompanying my parents to go around.

Looking at their aging faces and facing my mother's subtle inquiries about whether I should go for another check-up to see if I could be cured, I was so heartbroken that I almost shed tears. They wanted to have grandchildren.

During the surgery, the doctor told me that even if Heidi got better, she couldn't have children.

I kept it from her and told her that the surgery was very successful.

But I told my parents that it was my problem.

I was afraid they would urge Heidi and make her feel guilty.

Thinking of this, I solemnly said to my mother, "Since that, you have to take good care of yourselves. Once I'm cured, I'll bring you a grandchild in a couple of years."

My mother was instantly overjoyed.

My father, who rarely smiled, also had a hint of a smile on his face.

Three days later, the test results came out. It was early heart attack.

The good news was that it could be completely cured through surgery.

I immediately took a long leave and arranged for my father to be hospitalized.

My mother said she would take care of my father and told me not to bother, but I insisted on accompanying them.

I burst into tears of joy when I saw my elderly father come out of the successful surgery.

My dad even made fun of me, saying that I was scared by such a small surgery.

After a few days of recovery, my father finally got discharged.

When I was taking them home, I ran into Heidi.

She was furious and didn't even ask how my dad's illness was. She just yelled at me.

"Cornel, are you still a man? You have ignored me for the past few days. You must be disgusted with me because I can't make money..."

As she spoke, she started crying on the road.

My mom tried to pull her up, but she pushed her away.

Soon, a crowd gathered to watch the commotion.

The suppressed anger finally surged up again.

I comforted my parents and asked them to go back first. I would handle it.

They hesitated and I pushed them into the house. When closing the door, they reminded me to speak nicely and not to bully Heidi.

I took a few steps and reached Heidi. Then I pulled her all the way back to our house.

My parents' house was only a few hundred meters away from mine. If it weren't for catching me, Heidi would never set foot here.

"Heidi, I give you so much money every month. I don't believe you spend it all."

"Even if I spend it all, what can you do? The money you give is not enough."

I gave her 1,500 a month, but in her opinion, it was far from enough.

"You think I can't earn a lot of money, so you found someone who can earn money?"

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

There was a hint of unnaturalness on Heidi's face, but she quickly glanced away and pretended to be ignorant.

"You know what I'm saying. Heidi, let's get divorced!"

I uttered these words.

Maybe it was because I treated her too well that she felt she could control me tightly without caring about my feelings.

"I will send you the divorce agreement in a couple of days. Pack up your things and move out as soon as possible."

I left these words behind and walked out without hesitation.

Today was a conclusion for my past self.

Seeing that I used to make time to talk to her every day no matter how busy I was, but I hadn't called her for a few days, Heidi finally realized that I might be serious and condescended to give me a call.

In the two years of our marriage, she rarely called me on her own initiative.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, it was an interrogation.

"Cornel, you said you would love me forever when we got married. It's only been two years, and are you already impatient?"

I didn't know how she had the audacity to say such words.

"I do love you, but you were the one who first gave up on this love."

"I didn't. I was just too lonely. You only care about making money and don't come back to accompany me. I just wanted someone to talk to. Is that too much?"

Heidi continued to argue on the phone.

Even at this point, she still showed no remorse.

She blamed all the responsibility on me.

But why didn't she think about why I had to work so hard to earn money?

I only told relatives and friends that I lost money in my investments, and never mentioned that it was because of her.

Now was it my fault?

A sense of powerlessness surged up in my heart, and what was forced would eventually be lost.

I told her not to contact me for anything other than divorce.

Heidi cried and made a scene on the phone, and I hung up directly.

After drafting the agreement, I called a courier to send it to her.

I hung up all the calls she made to me afterwards, and I didn't reply any messages she sent to me.

My mother said that Heidi had changed recently, buying them gifts every day and taking them out to eat. She asked if we had a fight and told me not to be angry with her. After all, I begged for the marriage in the first place.

Now she knew how to please, but it was too late.

I didn't mention her affair, afraid of stimulating them.

I only said that I had a sense of propriety, and my mother sighed and hung up the phone.

Heidi showed kindness through my mother.

Unfortunately, I didn't accept apologies for this principled issue.

I was in the process of completing the final handover procedures when my assistant knocked on the door and said Heidi was here.

I thought she was bringing the agreement, so I asked someone to let her in.

As soon as she entered, she rushed over and hugged me. I pried her hands apart and gestured for my assistant to leave and close the door.

"Did you bring the agreement? Let's set a time to get the divorce certificate."

"I'm not divorcing. Cornel, you can't treat me like this."

"I won't accept a wife who cheats."

"Believe me, I really didn't do it. Anyway, I won't sign it. You can't get rid of me."

After saying that, she ran out.

I really didn't understand what she was thinking.

Apart from the house, I gave her half of my propety. I believe I had not treated her unfairly in any way.

Besides, by divorcing me, she could marry her money-making boyfriend.

However, I didn't have time to think about it. I went to the branch office in the morning to handle my employment.

The leader was very kind and gave me a few days off to rest.

Taking this opportunity, I called Heidi and told her that I would handle the divorce matter when I went home this afternoon.

When I arrived home, the house was filled with people, which caught me off guard.

All of them were Heidi's relatives.

"Cornel, what can't you and Heidi have a talk? Why do you have to get divorced? You said you would love Heidi for a lifetime. That's why I agreed to your proposal."

Heidi's mother earnestly persuaded me.

Her relatives also criticized me in a clamor of voices.

"When chasing, men will say all sorts of sweet words, but once they get the girl, they would start to complain. A person should not lack conscience."

This was Heidi's eldest sister.

"Cornel, you should give up. If Heidi divorces and comes back home, she won't have a place to stay."

Heidi's younger brother, with his legs crossed, tried to persuade me, hoping to soften my heart.

"Anyway, we don't agree to the divorce. When you got married, we didn't mind that you were poor. Now that you're doing well, you want to abandon her. Don't even think about it."

This was Heidi's grandmother.

"Alright, invite us to a fancy restaurant and apologize in person. Then this matter will be considered settled."

Heidi's father made the final decision.

When saying these words, they deliberately left the door open.

There was a crowd of neighbors gathered at the door to watch the excitement.

This was forcing me to submit!

I sneered. Since Heidi didn't want face anymore, I would fulfill her wish.