It seems that Deng Xiaomei already knows something has happened. Whether she deleted the photos herself or someone else did it, it's unlikely she would voluntarily remove the content if she wants me to get a divorce. She must be hoping I gather enough evidence to leave, but on the other hand, what if she wants me to leave but doesn't want me to escape unscathed?
Both possibilities are quite likely.
There's no going back home; I don't even want to retrieve my belongings. At this moment, discussing things with Wang Xu without any evidence feels utterly powerless. Perhaps from the very beginning, I never had any leverage to negotiate with any of them.
They hold all the resources. Are they trying to force me out completely? Would Wang Xu's deliberate attempts to keep me around be a way to buy time to destroy evidence? Is my divorce merely a matter of time?
My carelessness has led to this situation. I only have the transaction list from Wang Xu as evidence left; the photos are irretrievable. Is there any other way?
Right now, apart from frustration and regret, I need to think seriously. My confusion stems from my powerlessness; it seems that everyone except me has ways to deal with these changes.
What should I do? My mind is filled with uncertainty, and I can't even think of what my next step should be. Standing at the entrance of the community, I feel the strange gazes of security and passersby on me. I know my expression must look terrible, but what can I do to shape myself into a complete person again?
I still plan to leave this place first. I can't go back to my parents' house; although they misunderstand, they know there are issues between me and Wang Xu. Going back would only lead to more unwarranted nagging.
In the end, I booked a room at a hotel next to Luming Company. Not for any particular reason, but because it's located on the busiest commercial street. I wanted to shop and distract myself.
Holding Wang Xu's card, I wandered through one store after another, surrounded by an array of goods. The salespeople smiled and asked how they could help me. I wanted to ask them if they could truly help me with anything.
Could they help me find a way out and tell me what I should do?
After three years of marriage, living frugally—buying clothes and shoes only when necessary—every time I browsed Taobao, I'd pick a few cheap items and drag Wang Xu along, happily saying how much I liked the style and didn't care about the brand.
But doesn't that woman love luxury brands? I've saved and saved for this family, only to end up with nothing?
As I struggled internally, I casually bought a few pieces of clothing, and the sales assistant happily packed them for me. Just then, my phone rang. I looked at the screen; it was Miao Miao.
When I answered, Miao Miao's voice was urgent: "Zhuang Jun, did you see? Deng Xiaomei's Moments are empty! She deleted everything. It seems Wang Xu must be starting to guard against us. How outrageous!"
I lightly responded with an "mm," and Miao Miao cursed a couple of times, her voice filled with suspicion: "Zhuang Jun, do you already know? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I know."
"It looks like Wang Xu is covering his tracks. If he erases all the evidence, he won't be able to use his infidelity as grounds for divorce. Then he can swagger around and divide the assets. That scoundrel!" Miao Miao vented her anger, clearly furious.
Miao Miao's rage surprisingly calmed me down a bit. I suddenly realized that my battle with Wang Xu had shifted from defending our marriage to fighting over assets. With so many people on his side, I feared I wouldn't win.
Just as the flicker of hope in my heart began to fade, Miao Miao suddenly exclaimed.
"I got it, Zhuang Jun! There's still a way!"
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