"If I wanted to, I could have him with just a snap of my fingers. You probably don't know this, but your wedding anniversary with Owen... it's actually my birthday," Luna said with a smirk."And?" I asked coldly.Luna was momentarily stunned before she let out a mocking laugh. "Oh, I see what you're doing. You think acting like you don’t care will let you keep your title as Mrs. Clinton?"She crossed her arms, scoffing with disdain. "You’re making a huge mistake."I let out a quiet, cold laugh. "You really underestimate me. I’m here to see Owen today to discuss our divorce. Since he's not awake, do me a favor and pass on the message: court is tomorrow, and I hope he won't be late. "As for the title of Mrs. Clinton..." I shot her a sideways glance. "You can have it, but I seriously doubt you can handle it."Leaving the court summons on the table, I turned and walked out of the room.…The day of the hearing arrived.I was at the courthouse early, waiting in silence. It wasn’t long bef
"Yes, yes, you two really do make a perfect couple—like a match made in heaven.”Luna blushed shyly, lowering her head. Just at that moment, I pushed the door open."Hubby, could you step out for a moment? I’d like to have a word with Miss Dawson."The atmosphere shifted instantly, thick with awkward tension. The elderly couple, who had just been singing Owen and Luna’s praises, now looked at them with disgust, as if they’d swallowed a fly."Suzy, Luna is still recovering. She can’t handle too much stress," Owen said as he positioned his tall frame protectively in front of her, clearly worried I might cause a scene."Owen, let her speak," Luna said, struggling to sit up, forcing a weak smile as she glanced at me. "Suzy might just have a misunderstanding. Maybe if we talk, we can clear it up."I set down the basket of flowers, watching their little performance with mild amusement. Once they’d had their fill of acting, I cleared my throat and gave a small cough."Relax. I just need to
As soon as I finished speaking, the smile on Luna’s face faltered. I smirked, pulling out the pendant to show her. The diamond quality and craftsmanship were leagues ahead of the one in her hand.Owen stared blankly at the engraving on the pendant. "Sunny? What does that mean?"Without expression, I gave a nonchalant reply, "Oh, I forgot to mention. That’s the name I gave my daughter—Sunny Johnson."Panic flashed in Owen's eyes. "But we agreed to name her Luna Clinton!”"That was the past," I said coldly, my gaze void of warmth. "And besides, I hate the moon."---After the divorce, I joyfully posted a picture of my divorce certificate on social media. Yancy flooded the post with likes and even called me to chat."Suzy, you’re a genius! That scumbag deserved to be dumped!" From our conversation, I learned the latest gossip about Owen. His relationship with Luna wasn’t as rosy as expected; they were constantly fighting. Luna was eager to get married, but Owen kept putting her off,
In the middle of the night, I woke up to make formula for my daughter and put her back to sleep. Just as I was about to lie down, I suddenly heard my husband's phone beep. Worried that the sound might wake our daughter, I picked up his phone to put it on silent. But when I glanced at the screen, I saw an open forum page that hadn’t been closed.The title of the post read: "What's it like to marry someone you don't love?"My husband had replied, "No fun in bed at all. Every day, I think about getting a divorce."Underneath, there were several replies hyping him up."Wow, dude, you're bold! Not even hiding behind anonymity? Aren’t you afraid your wife will see this?"He responded, "Not worried, she's busy taking care of the baby. She doesn't have time for this."And the comments went on, full of praise.I looked at the man sleeping soundly beside me, feeling a wave of confusion. Was this man, who showed such cold indifference toward his wife online, truly the same loving and gentle hu
So, who exactly was this ring meant for? Could it be that Owen truly had a "first love" named Luna Dawson, someone he had been holding onto all this time, even at the expense of his wife and child?Just as I was lost in my thoughts, Owen returned home, though I hadn’t noticed when. The moment he saw the ring in my hand, his expression shifted dramatically. Without a second thought, he shoved me aside, ignoring the fact that I was still recovering, and snatched the ring back."Get away from that ring! Who said you could touch it?"I stumbled back, clutching my stomach as I hit the table, the fresh stitches from my surgery starting to throb with pain. But Owen didn’t care. All his focus was on carefully wiping down the ring, completely indifferent to my cries of pain.It wasn’t until blood started seeping through my bandages that he finally seemed to notice me.“Suzy, you’re bleeding!”His voice trembled as he rushed to help me up."My stomach hurts... please, take me to the hospital
In the video, Luna was dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, her arm linked with Owen’s as they stepped onto the grand altar. Owen knelt down on one knee, holding a diamond ring. "Miss Dawson, will you be my wife?"Their friends’ voices echoed in the background, cheering, "Marry him! Marry him!"The video abruptly ended.Faced with undeniable proof, Owen’s expression darkened."Suzy, since when did you become so petty?"I let out a bitter laugh. "My husband is out there having a wedding with another woman, and now you’re calling me petty? Am I supposed to hand my husband over to someone else to be considered gracious?"Owen rubbed his temples, his tone laced with frustration. "It was just a joke between friends. I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d misunderstand. Luna and I were high school classmates. She just got back from studying abroad, so we threw her a welcome party. Luna mentioned wanting to shoot a wedding vlog for fun, so we went along with it."Suzy, I’m exhausted. C
As soon as I finished speaking, the smile on Luna’s face faltered. I smirked, pulling out the pendant to show her. The diamond quality and craftsmanship were leagues ahead of the one in her hand.Owen stared blankly at the engraving on the pendant. "Sunny? What does that mean?"Without expression, I gave a nonchalant reply, "Oh, I forgot to mention. That’s the name I gave my daughter—Sunny Johnson."Panic flashed in Owen's eyes. "But we agreed to name her Luna Clinton!”"That was the past," I said coldly, my gaze void of warmth. "And besides, I hate the moon."---After the divorce, I joyfully posted a picture of my divorce certificate on social media. Yancy flooded the post with likes and even called me to chat."Suzy, you’re a genius! That scumbag deserved to be dumped!" From our conversation, I learned the latest gossip about Owen. His relationship with Luna wasn’t as rosy as expected; they were constantly fighting. Luna was eager to get married, but Owen kept putting her off,
"Yes, yes, you two really do make a perfect couple—like a match made in heaven.”Luna blushed shyly, lowering her head. Just at that moment, I pushed the door open."Hubby, could you step out for a moment? I’d like to have a word with Miss Dawson."The atmosphere shifted instantly, thick with awkward tension. The elderly couple, who had just been singing Owen and Luna’s praises, now looked at them with disgust, as if they’d swallowed a fly."Suzy, Luna is still recovering. She can’t handle too much stress," Owen said as he positioned his tall frame protectively in front of her, clearly worried I might cause a scene."Owen, let her speak," Luna said, struggling to sit up, forcing a weak smile as she glanced at me. "Suzy might just have a misunderstanding. Maybe if we talk, we can clear it up."I set down the basket of flowers, watching their little performance with mild amusement. Once they’d had their fill of acting, I cleared my throat and gave a small cough."Relax. I just need to
"If I wanted to, I could have him with just a snap of my fingers. You probably don't know this, but your wedding anniversary with Owen... it's actually my birthday," Luna said with a smirk."And?" I asked coldly.Luna was momentarily stunned before she let out a mocking laugh. "Oh, I see what you're doing. You think acting like you don’t care will let you keep your title as Mrs. Clinton?"She crossed her arms, scoffing with disdain. "You’re making a huge mistake."I let out a quiet, cold laugh. "You really underestimate me. I’m here to see Owen today to discuss our divorce. Since he's not awake, do me a favor and pass on the message: court is tomorrow, and I hope he won't be late. "As for the title of Mrs. Clinton..." I shot her a sideways glance. "You can have it, but I seriously doubt you can handle it."Leaving the court summons on the table, I turned and walked out of the room.…The day of the hearing arrived.I was at the courthouse early, waiting in silence. It wasn’t long bef
“Yes.” Owen nodded, lost in thought for a moment. “If you really want to go, then let’s go. “But I think the school has a policy—non-students aren’t allowed on campus," Luna added with a smug smile, her eyes catching mine through the rearview mirror.Screech—Owen suddenly slammed on the brakes.He turned to me. "Suzy, get out. You can call a cab to take you home."In the dead of night, I was left on the side of the road, holding our daughter in my arms, abandoned.As I stepped out of the car, Luna shot me a triumphant look, her lips silently forming the words, “You lost.”Had I really lost?Watching Owen and Luna drive off without a second thought, I let out a bitter laugh as I thought, “This isn’t over yet. Who wins in the end remains to be seen.”---When I got home, I saw Luna had updated her social media."Meeting you has been the most beautiful moment of my life."The photo was of two shadows, pressed closely together.I left a comment below, "Trash attracts trash. May you be to
In the video, Luna was dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, her arm linked with Owen’s as they stepped onto the grand altar. Owen knelt down on one knee, holding a diamond ring. "Miss Dawson, will you be my wife?"Their friends’ voices echoed in the background, cheering, "Marry him! Marry him!"The video abruptly ended.Faced with undeniable proof, Owen’s expression darkened."Suzy, since when did you become so petty?"I let out a bitter laugh. "My husband is out there having a wedding with another woman, and now you’re calling me petty? Am I supposed to hand my husband over to someone else to be considered gracious?"Owen rubbed his temples, his tone laced with frustration. "It was just a joke between friends. I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d misunderstand. Luna and I were high school classmates. She just got back from studying abroad, so we threw her a welcome party. Luna mentioned wanting to shoot a wedding vlog for fun, so we went along with it."Suzy, I’m exhausted. C
So, who exactly was this ring meant for? Could it be that Owen truly had a "first love" named Luna Dawson, someone he had been holding onto all this time, even at the expense of his wife and child?Just as I was lost in my thoughts, Owen returned home, though I hadn’t noticed when. The moment he saw the ring in my hand, his expression shifted dramatically. Without a second thought, he shoved me aside, ignoring the fact that I was still recovering, and snatched the ring back."Get away from that ring! Who said you could touch it?"I stumbled back, clutching my stomach as I hit the table, the fresh stitches from my surgery starting to throb with pain. But Owen didn’t care. All his focus was on carefully wiping down the ring, completely indifferent to my cries of pain.It wasn’t until blood started seeping through my bandages that he finally seemed to notice me.“Suzy, you’re bleeding!”His voice trembled as he rushed to help me up."My stomach hurts... please, take me to the hospital
In the middle of the night, I woke up to make formula for my daughter and put her back to sleep. Just as I was about to lie down, I suddenly heard my husband's phone beep. Worried that the sound might wake our daughter, I picked up his phone to put it on silent. But when I glanced at the screen, I saw an open forum page that hadn’t been closed.The title of the post read: "What's it like to marry someone you don't love?"My husband had replied, "No fun in bed at all. Every day, I think about getting a divorce."Underneath, there were several replies hyping him up."Wow, dude, you're bold! Not even hiding behind anonymity? Aren’t you afraid your wife will see this?"He responded, "Not worried, she's busy taking care of the baby. She doesn't have time for this."And the comments went on, full of praise.I looked at the man sleeping soundly beside me, feeling a wave of confusion. Was this man, who showed such cold indifference toward his wife online, truly the same loving and gentle hu