I felt very sad because I didn't want this to happen. I never knew my child was in such a situation. I thought my wife had been diligently taking care of the housework for so many years.
But I didn't expect that a child under ten years old would bear it all.
After returning home, I immediately filed for divorce with my wife.
She cried and asked me why, whether I had someone else outside, or whether my old relationship with Liu Ping had rekindled.
Over the years, whenever we had any small conflict, she would immediately suspect that I was having something going on with Liu Ping again.
I swear to God, after I decided to live a good life with her, Liu Ping and I had no other contact except for work matters. She talked about Liu Ping because she probably really thought she could touch my sore spot and thought her cheating could offset what happened between me and Liu Ping.
What she didn't know was that every time she mentioned what happened between me and Liu Ping, I would get even angrier.
Liu Ping and I worked in the same brigade. Apart from work, we never talked about anything else. But what about her? During the few months when I was out on the transport business, she had a child with a male educated youth and told others that it was my child.
This time it was useless no matter what she said.
My sister-in-law is right. I am actually a despicable person. I have wanted to divorce her for a long time. I just wanted to take revenge on her for cheating on me.
No one pointed it out before, so I just let her do what she wanted. After all, we were already old and I had a child, so it was just a matter of living together.
To be honest, after being the team leader for so many years, I know exactly which man is cuckolded, but I just never said it out loud.
I just think that the little green on my head is nothing.
When I was getting the divorce certificate, I brought the girl with me and made it clear that I didn't want her. The clerk at the registry office looked at me with contempt again.
He probably thought that I was biased towards boys and that I wanted boys but not girls. It doesn’t matter. I don’t care so much about other people’s eyes now.
After the divorce, I had planned to go home directly. I didn't want to care about either my ex-wife or that girl. All those years of frustration finally felt washed away at this moment.
When I rode my bike onto the country road, the marks of beating on the girl's arms suddenly appeared in my mind.
I suddenly stopped my bike, swung my arms and slapped myself twice, then turned around and rode towards the commune again.
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