Chapter 1 — I'm So Tired Of Twisted Love

One day, I received a new friend request on WeChat.

“Sister, I'm pregnant with your husband's child.”

This is not the first lover he has taken care of, nor the first one to get pregnant. I don't need to tear the little man apart. My husband, Ky Van, will handle it himself. Because he only allowed me to give birth to his child. But I have had enough of this kind of distorted marriage. I threw the pregnancy ultrasound sheet in front of him:

“Get a divorce. I'm pregnant with someone else.”

1

I have known Ky Van since the most miserable days. I spent my entire youth by his side, going from nothing to holding a business empire in his hands. When we first got married, in the Imperial City, from the little children to the old man of ninety, everyone knew how much Ky Van pampered his wife. Like the sentence in the old book: "If you love your wife, the wind will be favorable and the water will flow", Ky Van is the embodiment of that saying. But marriage is like drinking water, knowing whether it is hot or cold. Only I can understand how distorted his love really is.

“Sister, divorce him. He doesn't love you anymore.”

Hearing the young girl in front of me say that, I just laughed softly. Among the mistresses that Ky Van kept, she was not the most favored. But definitely the one with the biggest guts. Her young face was full of ambition, and such reckless provocation only shortened the period of her "favour" grace. Sure enough, less than five minutes after she appeared to demand that she give up her husband, Ky Van brought her lawyer and bodyguard to the coffee shop. Before the cup of latte in my hand had even cooled, she was invited out. Ky Van sat down opposite me, his expression calm as if he had never known that girl. Looking at his indifferent appearance, I took the pregnancy ultrasound sheet out of my pocket and placed it on the table.

“Get a divorce. I'm pregnant with someone else.”

"I had an affair. Just like you did that year."

Ky Van's face did not change one bit. He doesn't believe it. Exactly the same as his expression five years ago, when I discovered his betrayal. When the entertainment reporter showed the pictures of his adultery in front of me, I threw the pictures at him, cried until my heart was torn apart, and asked why. I was so angry that I couldn't breathe, and my chest hurt so much that I had to hold my heart and fall onto the sofa in his office. Ky Van was surprisingly calm, took medicine and made me take it, then led me to take deep breaths. Waiting for me to calm down, he slowly said:

“Nhu Nhu, we've been married for five years, I'm bored.”

"You have a lot of pressure and need to be relieved. If you can't bear it, let someone else share it for your own good."

"Don't worry, those women won't threaten your position. My wife, will only be you forever."

I couldn't believe those cruel and selfish words came out of Ky Van's mouth. I screamed and demanded a divorce. And he calmly called and bought all the news from the reporter. I was alone, mad, angry that I couldn't see him. I told all about his betrayal to my best friends and my parents. But they sided with Ky Van. They even said that it was great for a man like him to be able to do that. Ky Van is the most successful investment of an ordinary woman like me. No matter how much he hurts me, I will should not let go. I'm numb. They're right. If I lose Ky Van, I have nothing left. Therefore, I tried to adjust my mentality and accept his apology. Ky Van also seemed heartbroken for me, constantly giving expensive gifts piled up in front of the house. He rarely took a month off and took me traveling everywhere to please me. But when I left the romantic scene during the day and returned to the quiet night, the pain inside me slowly rose again. When his hand slid into my nightgown, I kept wondering: Does he do the same with other girls? I remember pictures of him kissing young girls at all times and places. I pushed his hand away, ran to the bathroom, and threw up. Those romantic days, along with all that was once beautiful, flowed down the drain with dirty water. The next day, we boarded the plane to return home. From that day on, I didn't let him touch me anymore. Really... so disgusting.

2

After realizing that I was starting to reject him, Ky Van voluntarily moved to the living room to sleep. In the blink of an eye, we've been sleeping separately for five years. The women around him also changed back and forth countless times. I know the girl who came to cause trouble today - she used to be a famous university beauty queen and has been famous on the internet for a while. This girl really has courage. Ky Van has always hidden me from the media, but she was able to make friends with me on WeChat. Definitely opened his WeChat. There aren't many people who Ky Van trusts enough to let him see his phone. Unfortunately, she was too impatient. This little beauty wanted to quickly climb to the main house. Before adding me as a friend, she continuously sent me pictures and messages.