8After Harry returned home, he lit a cigarette in frustration.His mind was filled with memories of our time together.No matter how late he came home, I would always have a glass of milk waiting for him. I would always wait for him to have dinner as well.But now everything had changed, nothing was the same.He took out his phone and opened the chat with Emily.Since he and Emily parted ways in Heliaston, he noticed that she had been ignoring him.At first, he thought she was just busy with work, but later, no matter when he messaged her, she wouldn’t respond.Only when he occasionally called her would she make a vague excuse about being busy.After returning from their trip, Harry thought about bringing Emily home.But she said she had matters to attend to and needed to stay in Heliaston longer.After countless instances of sending unread messages to Emily, he decided to go to Heliaston the next day to see what she was up to.But when Harry saw her sitting on another man
9Since I talked to Harry last time, he had not appeared before me again. I originally thought that we would be like two parallel lines that would never intersect, never to meet again. However, this time was different. It was not about holding on but about saying goodbye. Today, I finished work early and happened to get the coffee that Ronan said he wanted me to treat him to last time. So when Harry came to the company, he did not see me. After finishing coffee with Ronan, he walked me back downstairs. I did not expect to run into Harry at my front door. At that moment, he was kneeling at the entrance, looking completely disheveled. Having not seen him for a few days, his dark circles were more pronounced, and he looked quite tired. When Harry saw me, a flash of joy crossed his eyes. But in the next moment, his gaze fell on Ronan, who was escorting me home. The joy in his eyes was quickly replaced by sadness. I had intended to pretend I didn’t see him and just
10(Harry’s Side Story)My name is Harry, and I am thirty years old. People say that men are the strongest when they reach 30. Yet, my life seemed to have reached its end. In my life, I encountered two women I loved the most. One was my first love, Emily, from my university days. The other was my wife, who accompanied me for many years. My feelings for my first love blossomed during the most innocent and hazy times. At the height of my love for her, she broke up with me, stating she would study abroad and didn’t want to hold me back. But later, I learned she hadn’t gone to study abroad. She had found a better option and left with a new boyfriend. After she broke up with her new boyfriend overseas, she returned, hoping to come back to me. When she appeared before me again, my heart sank. I always found it hard to forget my beloved first love. I had two choices, either to be friends or to be lovers. Being friends would have been the better choice for both of us,
1“The crocodiles will tear me apart. Please can you let me out of here?” No matter how humbly I pleaded, Harry Somerfield showed me no mercy. Today was supposed to be our wedding anniversary. I had intentionally left work early to prepare a candlelight dinner. But halfway through, he called to say he wanted to surprise me. When I arrived at the location Harry mentioned, he cruelly tossed me into the crocodile pit. It turned out that he was giving me a scare while giving his first love, Emily Milnes, a real surprise. Seeing me struggling by the edge, Harry stretched out his arm to stop me from getting out. He frowned at me, then pulled out a bundle of cash. “The crocodiles are bred and they aren’t as fierce as wild ones. After you finish the live stream, I’ll give you the money, okay?” I looked at Harry with bitterness. At that moment, he felt incredibly foreign to me. I pointed to the crocodiles nearby. “If I really wanted money, I wouldn’t have stayed w
2After I was rescued from the crocodile pit, I dragged my exhausted body back home. The shock I experienced today had already surpassed human limits. But when I returned home, I saw my beloved husband having a candlelight dinner with another woman. This candlelight dinner was something I had specially prepared after getting off work early that day. Emily took out her phone and snapped a photo of herself kissing Harry, then posted a celebratory message about reaching one million followers. Watching their affectionate display at that moment made me feel like I was the punchline of a joke. After finishing the candlelight dinner, Harry lovingly embraced Emily and headed to the bedroom on the second-floor. As for what they were about to do next, it was well-known to everyone. He looked at me with disdain as he passed by. "Next time you cook, use less salt. Emily can't stand it. And don’t waste the leftover food. Remember to wash the dishes after you eat." Tea
3The next morning, when I woke up, Harry had specially prepared breakfast. He brought the breakfast to my side, his gaze falling on the corners of my eyes, and gently wiped my tears away. "Don't cry so early in the morning. You won’t be pretty if you cry." There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, but it lacked the love he had for Emily. I had once loved those features of his, because back then, his eyes were filled with love for me. But now, everything had changed. Halfway through breakfast, Emily arrived with a tote bag. Watching her familiar figure enter the Somerfield family's residence felt as if she were the true mistress of this home. Emily naturally placed the bag on the table and then pulled out a chair to sit next to Harry. The moment Harry saw her, the calmness in his eyes was instantly replaced by affection. The fleeting emotion in his eyes pierced my heart. He claimed to have feelings for me, yet maintained an intimate relationship with
4I didn’t expect Harry to come to the hospital to see me.He took food out of a lunch box and then thoughtfully opened a bottle of milk for me.“This meal is specially made for you, so don’t be angry, okay? If you hadn’t been so temperamental, Emily wouldn’t have gotten hurt. What’s wrong with giving her some money as compensation?”I looked up at the “home-cooked meal” Harry mentioned.In the seven years we were married, he had never stepped into the kitchen. He didn’t know how to cook.The breakfast he made for me yesterday was also just so that he could speak on Emily’s behalf.The food he brought out was clearly takeaway, and even his way of comforting me felt so perfunctory.In our seven years of marriage, I had always felt like I was being emotionally manipulated by him.Clearly, it was my desire to travel with my beloved first love, but he insisted on placing all the blame on me.“What did I do to make you hate me so much? Are you trying to squeeze out my last bit of
5Harry’s hand trembled slightly as he took the report.But in the next moment, his eyes returned to their previous viciousness and cruelty.“I didn’t expect your deceitful methods to become so sophisticated. Now you can even bribe the hospital for a report!”After saying this, Harry forced me to kneel in front of Emily and apologize.With each bow, humiliation washed over me.Seeing Harry so biased towards her, Emily felt an unspoken sense of triumph, but she still maintained a gentle facade.“It’s okay, Harry. I think Hailey has already learned her lesson.”When Harry heard Emily plead for me, he kicked me aside with disgust.“If you had half the sense Emily has, I wouldn’t treat you this way. You’re in your late 20s and you’re not even as sensible as Emily’s dog!”At that moment, I felt like I had lost all my energy, collapsing on the floor with empty, lifeless eyes.“Harry, your sin will come back to haunt you. You will never be able to repay me and our child.”When Har