01
"Let's get a divorce!" I said.
When I threw the divorce agreement at Larry Spencer, I could see panic flicker in his eyes.
The next second, he tore the agreement to shreds and hugged me, saying, "Honey, tell me what I'm doing wrong, and I'll change. Can we not divorce, okay?"
I removed Larry's hand and calmly said, "Some mistakes can be corrected, but some..."
I didn't finish my sentence, yet Larry understood immediately.
He grabbed my wrist and said urgently, "Honey, listen to me explain. At that time, I wanted to be with you at the hospital, but my mom..."
"Enough!" I forcefully pushed away Larry's hand, interrupting him, "I don't want to talk about the past. Let's divorce. From now on, we go our separate ways."
Larry didn't give up and said, "No, I don't agree to a divorce. Honey, think about our sweet moments in the past and our child. What will happen to her if we divorce? She can't grow up in a broken family..."
Yes, before we got married, Larry and I were indeed very happy. Back then, he was energetic and ambitious, always finding new ways to romance me and bring joy into my life...
However, things changed after we got married. Larry seemed like a completely different person.
Whenever he encountered setbacks at work, he would quit. Over half of the year, he spent at least six months at home playing video games.
Not only did he ceased the previous affection towards me, but he also often nitpicked to me and lost his temper...but all of these I could tolerate all that.
What I couldn't stand was when his mother found out I was pregnant with a daughter, she insisted I should get rid of the baby, and Larry never said a word for me, silently agreeing with his mother's decision.
I fought to give birth to our child in the hospital, and neither he nor his mother ever looked at me or our child. It was my parents who took care of us the whole time.
At that moment, I was dead inside, and I finally understood why my parents had opposed my marriage to Larry.
Being married to a bad husband was due to my own stubbornness that led to today's situation, and I had to bear the consequences by myself.
"Alright, we can divorce. The house, the car and your savings are mine, and the child is yours," Seeing my insistence on divorce, Larry's attitude changed completely, and he said self-righteously.
02
I paused in the act of opening the door, turned around, and looked at Larry in disbelief, asking, "What did you say?"
Larry repeated, "The house, car, and savings are mine. You leave with nothing but the child."
Now I was sure I hadn't misheard, questioning, "Why?"
"You're the one seeking a divorce. I haven't done anything wrong. I've wasted so many years of my youth on you, so you should compensate me," Larry said as if it was only natural and added, "Moreover, you gave birth to a daughter. Our family doesn't care for that, so don't expect a penny of maintenance from me."
If I hadn't heard it myself, I wouldn't have believed that these words came from Larry.
When we got married, Larry had nothing. We had a down-to-earth marriage.
The house and car were presents from my parents, who couldn't stand to see me endure hardship.
I suppressed my anger and said calmly, "Did you contribute a penny or any effort to the house and car? Was there any of your money in our savings? For the past two years, all your living expenses have been paid by me. How dare you say such things?"