In the spacious and bright living room of the villa, a woman sat gracefully on a soft sofa.
She had a graceful figure, wearing a gorgeous dress with the hem gently brushing the ground.
Her long hair fell like silk over her shoulders, shimmering slightly.
The woman's eyes were dreamy and gentle, as if she were deep in thought.
She held a book gently in her hand, but didn't turn the pages for a long time. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her and outlining her beautiful figure, making her look like a fine painting.
The villa's decor is simple yet luxurious, with several artworks hanging on the walls, adding an artistic touch to the entire space.
The woman sat on the sofa, blending seamlessly with her surroundings, creating a tranquil and beautiful scene.
It's so pleasing to the eye that one doesn't want to disturb it.
"Wife, I'm home," Zhang Hai said softly, his gaze falling on his wife. At that moment, it was as if time had turned back, and he had returned to the past.
During her university years, Sun Yueru was so enthusiastic, cheerful, and lively that she was widely recognized as the most beautiful girl in her class.
She is still a goddess in many people's hearts.
Time flies, and several years have passed, but it seems that God has been exceptionally kind to her, leaving few marks of time on her.
She remained as elegant and charming as ever, as beautiful as ever.
"Yes, you're back. I have something to tell you." Sun Yueru didn't turn around, but simply put down the book she wasn't reading and said softly.
"Okay, honey. Wait a moment, I'm going upstairs to change my clothes," Zhang Hai said gently.
As Sun Yueru watched the man go upstairs, she remembered how he clumsily loved and protected her when they were in school.
Even if she has no money, she will bring herself breakfast every day and would rather go hungry. She can eat only steamed buns and drink plain water for two months in a row in order to buy herself a birthday present.
No matter the weather or the time, I would make sure she was safely escorted to her dormitory building and watch her go upstairs before leaving.
She gradually fell for him, ignoring her family's objections and insisting on marrying a man who had nothing, all for that little bit of true love.
But Zhang Hai still made her lose, and she lost miserably.
I don't know when it started, but he became unwilling to go home, unwilling to appear with me, and unwilling to spend time with the children.
When did it start?
Was she born to the eldest son, Zhang Muyue, or the second son, Zhang Muru?
Now, the names of her two children seem to be mocking her.
Just as Sun Yueru was still immersed in her memories...
"Wife, what's the matter?" Zhang Hai sat down next to Sun Yueru with a fawning expression and reached out to hold her hand.
Sun Yueru stared intently at the man in front of her, dressed in gray pajamas—Sun Hai.
His hair was so sparse that you could almost see his scalp; his round belly looked like it was stuffed with a big watermelon, rising and falling with his breathing; and his eyes were covered with dark circles, as conspicuous as panda eyes.
When he spoke, his cheeks trembled involuntarily, just like a Parkinson's patient.
Sun Yueru thought to herself, "Was I bewitched or did I have bad eyesight back then? How could I have been so foolish as to fall for such an unsightly guy!"
The thought of this made her feel nauseous, and she couldn't bear to look at him any longer.
"Take a look at this." Sun Yueru picked up the divorce agreement from the table expressionlessly, while subtly pulling her hand away from Zhang Hai's.
He glanced at the hand that had been held with disgust.
"Wife, you..." Zhang Hai's face turned pale the moment he saw the divorce agreement. His hands trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Sun Yueru gripped the divorce papers tightly in her hand, her eyes cold and resolute as she stared intently at the man she had once loved, her gaze filled with despair and determination.
"Zhang Hai, do you still remember what you said to me when you proposed?" Sun Yueru's voice was as cold as frost.
Zhang Hai's lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, no sound came out.
He lowered his head, not daring to look Sun Yueru in the eye, but his mind was already in complete turmoil.
"Back then, you swore to me that I was your only princess, and that you were the knight who would protect me for life, that you would always protect me and take care of me, so that I could be a carefree and happy little princess. But all of that was just a lie!" Sun Yueru's emotions became more and more agitated, and her body trembled slightly with anger.
At this point, Sun Yueru could no longer suppress her grief. She couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, which echoed in the air, filled with endless sorrow and mockery.
"Hehe, looking back now, it's all such a huge joke!" Sun Yueru's tears finally welled up and slid down her cheeks.
She simply couldn't imagine that the man who had once sworn to love her so deeply would betray her so resolutely and ruthlessly!
“I am a real princess, and what kind of knight are you? Humph! You are at most a…” Sun Yueru’s good upbringing made it difficult for her to utter such offensive words.
"Wife, it's all my fault, please forgive me! She really provoked me first. I swear to God, I will never make the same mistake again!" Zhang Hai swore an oath while raising three fingers to show his sincerity.
"Enough! Let go of me right now and get away from me!" Sun Yueru shouted angrily, trying to break free from the other person's embrace.
"Please, my wife, forgive me, okay?" Zhang Hai pleaded desperately, not letting go but instead holding Sun Yueru even tighter.
"Let me go! Don't touch me with your filthy hands!" Sun Yueru struggled desperately to break free, but the difference in physical strength between men and women was too great, and she was unable to succeed.
"No, I won't let go." Zhang Hai started acting like a rogue.
"Let go of me right now!!" Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, Sun Yueru had no choice but to stop, but her tone was colder and more distant than ever before.
"Alright, alright, wife, please don't get angry. It'll hurt your health and your heart. I'll let go right now. You absolutely mustn't get sick from anger, or I'll be heartbroken." Seeing that things were going badly, Zhang Hai quickly softened his stance.
The two have known each other for over twenty years, and Zhang Hai has never seen Sun Yueru speak so coldly before. He couldn't help but feel a little scared and let go of her.
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