Sir, How About A Marriage?

Ye Cheng felt as though his heart was being strangled; he could not breathe. “Y-you… You mean, you had other men as well?”

Gao Wen laughed. She laughed so hard that her body began to rock back and forth. “Of course. Of course, I had other men. Otherwise, how would I spend the long lonely nights? How would I ease my loneliness then? I’m human. I’m made of flesh and blood. My husband was outside, fooling around. Am I supposed to sleep in our bed alone and wait for him? Do you think I’m a fool?”

Ye Cheng’s entire body grew cold. He suppressed the pain in his heart and asked, “Why didn’t you divorce him? Leave him and find your own happiness. Why did you have to humiliate yourself in that manner?”

Gao Wen choked on the wine before she laughed again. Her hands that were clutching the wine bottle were cold and sticky as she reached out and touched Ye Cheng’s face. She chuckled before she said, “My silly son, how can I get a divorce? What would happen to me if I’d gotten a divorce? I’m not a strong and independent woman with a career of her own. If I’d gotten a divorce, I’d only be able to live on his alimony. What would happen if I couldn’t support myself?”

Gao Wen laughed before she took another swig from the wine bottle again. “Isn’t it great that I didn’t get a divorce? Look at how we’re cheating on each other. Since he liked beautiful young women, I looked for handsome younger men as well. It’s easy when you have the money to buy men. The Ye family has plenty of money so I can spend it as I please.” She giggled before she continued to say, “Didn’t you say a woman’s greatest blessing is to be able to spend as she pleases?”

Ye Cheng had grown numb from his mother’s confessions. The woman in front of him felt like a stranger at this moment.

Gao Wen continued to laugh and laugh before her laughter suddenly turned into tears as her mood took a sudden turn. “No, no, sometimes happiness can’t be bought with money. A woman without love is just like a withered flower. The men don’t love me. Ye He doesn’t love me. How could he love me when he goes out to look for those dirty women?”

“And that man… That man doesn’t love me either. I once thought that as long as he asked me to get a divorce, I would divorce Ye He. It didn’t matter if that man didn’t divorce his wife; I was willing to stay by his side even if I had no status. However, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t want me, and he didn’t love me. He only liked the thrill of having an affair with me. In his eyes, there was only that independent woman. He loved that woman so much. I can’t figure it out. Why did he love that woman so much? Did he like their daughter? That cute elf-like girl? I gave birth to his daughter too. She’s so pretty as well. Why couldn’t he love me even if it was just a little bit?” Gao Wen’s voice was filled with pain.

“What’s funny is that he actually got a divorce! That strong and independent woman divorced him! Ye Cheng, what’s wrong with the world? He loved his wife so much, but she insisted on divorcing him! She didn’t want him anymore because he had an affair and his mistress gave birth to a son for him!”

“What about me? I gave birth to a daughter for him as well! Why didn’t he get a divorce for me? I would have accepted if he didn’t get a divorce because he loved his wife. However, he actually divorced his beloved wife and married another woman who gave birth to a son for him!”

“All my life, I’d suffered all kinds of losses. I gave birth to a son, but I still couldn’t obtain my husband’s love. I gave birth to a daughter, but I also couldn’t obtain that man’s love! Is there anyone more unlucky than I am? Is there?”

Gao Wen reached up and wiped her tears away. “I really hate them. I hate them so much I wish they’re all dead! Dead!”

Then, she began to laugh hysterically again as she drank from the wine bottle and clutched it to her chest as though she was holding onto a life-saving raft.

Meanwhile, Ye Cheng’s legs had grown numb. He did not have the strength to stand up at all.