My Brilliant Future, Your Rotten Rest

1. When I was half asleep, I heard a sharp ringing sound. It lasted only a few seconds before being cut off. But the caller was determined not to give up until I answered. The ringing continued. After a while, I heard Chris softly calling my name. "Hailey, are you asleep?" I kept my eyes closed and didn't respond. Then he gently lifted the blanket, got up, and walked out of the bedroom. When the door slammed shut, I realized how urgent his departure was. So I hesitated only briefly. I immediately got out of bed, got in the car, and followed him, wanting to see what was going on. When I saw a woman in sexy pajamas wrap her arms around Chris's neck, I froze. It was Jasmine Wood, Chris's secretary. During the second year of our marriage, Jasmine appeared by his side. She followed him everywhere for business negotiations. They fought side by side, and their relationship was beyond that of an employer and employee. But now... Jasmine smiled coyly at Chris

I only felt a dense, throbbing pain spreading from my chest outward. Everything in front of me became blurry, and I suddenly lost consciousness. When I woke up again, bright lights were blinding me, and the air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. "Hailey, you're awake." My best friend, Jane, was beside me, helping me sit up. "How do you feel?" I sensed a moment of hesitation in Jane's voice. "What happened to me?" Jane turned to me with a complicated look on her face and let out a heavy sigh. "You're pregnant." ‘I'm pregnant? Fate really likes to play games with me,’ I thought. Just when I discovered that Chris was cheating and decided to divorce him, I found out I was having his child. "Hailey, did something happen between you and Chris? You fainted by the side of the road. If I hadn't happened to look for you, who knows what might have happened." I slowly raised my head, my mind flooded with everything that had happened these past fe

Every time, he would bring some food and knock on Jane's door. And Jane... she would always throw the food into the bin right in front of him and then kick him out. After a while, Jane got annoyed. She called the police to have Chris removed. So, Chris changed his approach and waited downstairs for me every day. He waited for me for over a month. During this month, Jasmine came to find him countless times, but he always sent her away. As for me, I never went downstairs to see him. The next day, Chris returned to the company. It wasn't that he had decided to give up, but he was rushing back to handle the scandal with Jasmine. I packaged the evidence I had collected and posted it on the company's official website. The Davis Group, which started with maternity products, had a chairman who was an unfaithful scumbag. In no time, the company's revenue plummeted. Netizens were infuriated, and every day, people would flood the official website with angry

Chris had always been by my side. From the age of 14 to 26. 12 full years. I never imagined we would have the possibility of separation. I cried calmly. "Chris, we can't go back." Chris just looked at me sadly. I closed my eyes. Countless past scenes flashed through my mind like slides. It felt like a fragmented movie. "Chris, I really don't love you anymore. Please let me go." Chris raised his hand to cover his face. Tears flowed through his fingers, and his shoulders trembled. "Hailey, I really can't let you go. I'm begging you, don't leave me. At least, at least give me a little more time." I didn't look at him again and went straight upstairs. I clearly no longer loved him, but I still couldn't help the heartache. Those moments we once shared were like a knives. They pierced my heart, leaving wounds that I couldn't let go of for a long time. 15A week later, in the morning. I received a call from my dad. He had been diagn

Gratitude and love coexist. But now, I must move forward. Both people and time would always move on. That path wasn’t built by the fleeting and unstable nature of love, but by the indestructible skyscraper constructed from my thoughts. I would always be happy, relaxed, and free. As for Chris, there was no need to meet again in the future.Chris's Side Story:1. When Hailey left, I couldn't bear to open my eyes. I thought to myself that I truly couldn't watch her leave me. In an instant, a strong pain surged in my heart. Even my thoughts began to blur. I still remember the first time I saw her; she was only eleven. Her frail figure always timidly hiding behind Mrs. Summers. She didn't dare to look up at me. When reminded, she would only lower her head and whisper, "Chris." On the day Mrs. Summers passed away, Hailey stood frozen, her face blank, without a single tear. She looked like a doll that had suddenly lost its voice. There was no life left in her