He fell silent for about a minute.
“Wan Wan,” he called my name, “divorce is not something to be taken lightly.”
“I know.”
He rubbed his temples, a hint of frustration in his voice as he said, “If it’s because of Xiao Wan, I can explain.”
“We were together before, but that was a long time ago…”
Ke Jingchen had never been good at lying.
Even now, though he appeared calm, his wandering gaze betrayed him.
I calmly interrupted him, “You You and I spent a month writing down every point we could think of. Don’t worry, I won’t ask for too much; I’m only taking my dowry and savings.”
“If you think anything is inappropriate, we can discuss it further.”
He paused in surprise. “You mean you’ve been planning this divorce for a month?”
“Yes, you’ve been quite busy lately. I’ve taken care of everything so you won’t have to worry about it.”
I looked at him and added, “This way, you can be with the one you love sooner.”
“Wan Wan…” Before he could say anything more, the phone on the table rang loudly.
He hesitated for a moment but still answered it.
After that, he left the house and didn’t come back that night.
He took the divorce agreement with him.
The next morning, I neatly arranged all the rings he had given me over the years on the bedside table.
Taking advantage of mother Ke ’s absence, I moved out of that “home.”
You You was waiting downstairs early in the morning. “Is that all you’re taking?”
“Yes.”
“Well, out with the old and in with the new.”
You You took me to the mall to buy some necessities.
By the time we arrived at her place, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Just as I was about to pack my things, my mom's call came in.
As soon as I answered, she bombarded me with questions: "Why did you divorce Ke Jingchen?"
Seeing that I didn't respond, she continued, "He told me it was just an old childhood friend. He said it was all in the past, so why can't you let it go?"
I stood there in disbelief, my eyes suddenly welling up with tears.
It had always been like this.
When I was a child, a boy in the back seat would pull my hair every day. Frustrated, I fought back. The teacher called both our parents, and without hesitation, my mom scolded me in front of everyone: "Why does he pull your hair and not someone else's? Have you ever considered your own behavior?"
I was completely stunned; I never imagined such cold words would come from my own mother.
I retorted defiantly, "How could I have a mother like you?"
She glared at me fiercely and slapped me across the face, instantly swelling it up.
I hadn’t cried when someone pulled my hair so painfully, but the moment her slap landed, tears streamed down my face.
From that day on, I never expected her to stand by my side again, just like now.
"I'm telling you to let it go. He'll come to pick you up tomorrow; you better send him the address and pretend this never happened."
"Even if you don't care about yourself, you should think about me. Ke Jingchen comes from a wealthy family; I still rely on him for support in the future."
I replied coldly, "Even though you don't like me, you're still my mom. I remember your sacrifices when I was born, so every month after I started working, I send you money—no less than before."
"Every penny is earned by me; it has nothing to do with Ke Jingchen."
"If nothing I do satisfies you, then just pretend I’m not your daughter."
After hanging up the phone, I sat alone in my room for a long time until it was completely dark outside.
You You gently pushed the door open, wrapped her arms around me, and softly comforted me: "Don't be sad, Wan Wan; you still have me."
I curled up in her embrace and cried out loud.
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