In the third year of my marriage to the stoic heir of a Beijing dynasty, I got pregnant. Just as I was planning to surprise him, I received a nude photo. "I slept with your best friend." "Honestly, it was amazing." Before I could even process it, a barrage of bullet comments (danmu) suddenly floated before my eyes. [He didn't sleep with her. The male lead just wants to make you jealous, to make you love him more.] [Exactly. Who told you to care about work all day and ignore our crown prince? He just wants you to give up your career, rely on him, and be inseparable from him.] [Female lead, just coax him a little. Shed a few tears and say you're jealous, and he'll give you his life!] I didn't want his life. Instead, I went to the hospital. "Doctor, I don't want the baby anymore." 1 The bullet comments that were just persuading me went crazy: [The child is innocent! The male lead didn't make any principled mistakes; your move is too vicious!] [Is it necessary?! The male lead just used the wrong method because he loves you too much. Why take it out on an innocent little life? It won't kill you to go soft on him!] [How did our poor male lead end up with such a female lead? She acts like a villainess.] [Saying it again: The male lead has only slept with you. He can only get hard for you.] I ignored the comments, crumpled the form in my hand, and threw it into the trash can. Adrian stopped right in front of me. "What are you doing at the hospital?" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Didn't sleep well last night, have a bit of a headache." After receiving that photo and message on my phone, I sat withered in the living room all night, calling him countless times, but he didn't answer. The comments said Adrian didn't sleep either. He swirled his red wine, listening to the pleasant ringtone, waiting for it to ring and hang up automatically, repeatedly. He was enjoying my anxiety, my pain, my madness for him. As if only this could prove I loved him. Hearing my words, the corners of Adrian's mouth curled up in pleasure. He spoke as if granting charity: "Alright, I promise you, I won't stay out overnight anymore." I didn't speak, rubbing my slightly dizzy head. Just as I was about to leave, I found Adrian staring straight at me, as if expecting something. Comments: [Quick, shed some tears! Hug him with red, aggrieved eyes and say you're jealous, that seeing him holding another woman hurts your heart to death.] [Look how bright the male lead's eyes are; he's practically begging you to say it.] [If the female lead says 'I love you' right now, the male lead will probably faint from happiness.] I took a deep breath, pretended not to see, and continued walking. Suddenly, Adrian grabbed my hand, his face looking a bit unwell. "Vivian, don't you have anything to say to me?" I looked him in the eye and asked, "What do you want me to say?" He got angry. "Are you a block of wood? Sometimes I really want to rip open your heart and see what's inside." Comments: [Female lead, I advise you to say your heart is full of him right now. It might coax him well.] Expressionless, I took out my phone, pulled up their bed photo, and held it in front of his eyes. "Adrian, what are you trying to do?" He was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows raised. "It was just a punishment for losing Truth or Dare. If you're jealous, in the future..." "Have you considered my feelings?" I interrupted him, my heart sour. His mood improved, his voice tinged with pleasure. "It was a prank, just a joke. Is such a big reaction necessary?" 2 On the third day after our unhappy parting, Adrian posted a photo on his Moments. My "best friend," Mia, was pouting at him, while he looked at the camera making a peace sign. "Love a woman who gets jealous over me. Too cute." I put down my phone and buried my head in work. After the surgery, I'd need at least two weeks of rest. I had to rush to complete these tasks. The comments were indignant: [Is the female lead sick? Still busy with work at a time like this? Does she not want her husband anymore for the sake of work?] [The male lead loves her so much, how can she be so plain? Feeling like the female lead doesn't deserve the male lead.] [Actually, as long as the female lead admits her mistake, this will pass. Isn't a happy family of three good? Is admitting jealousy that hard?] I nodded calmly. It is quite hard. Just then, one of Adrian's bros called, sounding urgent. "Sister-in-law, come quick, something happened to Adrian!" Suddenly, a bottle smashed on the other end. He gasped, and the call cut off. I immediately drove to the location tagged in Adrian's post. Just outside the private room, roaring laughter came from inside. "Adrian, it's been so long. Will that workaholic sister-in-law really come?" "Sister-in-law simped for Adrian for twenty years before she got him. You think she won't come?" "Well, she didn't react to that post just now. Anyway, I don't care. If Adrian loses, no backing out. You have to give me that East Suburb project." The East Suburb project. I ran myself ragged for a year, going to the company even with an IV drip when I was sick with a fever, just to catch up on progress. He knew all this. Now, for a bet, he was giving it away. Through the crack in the door, Adrian sat with a dark face, staring dead at his phone, looking anxious. The moment I pushed the door open, everyone turned to look at me. Some disappointed, some surprised. Adrian breathed a sigh of relief. "You guys lost." Keys to luxury cars, yachts, luxury watches, and more were placed on the table. A smile appeared on Adrian's lips. "I have plenty of these things. Who cares?" "Yes, yes, you have a sister-in-law who loves you like life itself. We don't." "Look at you being cocky. Don't drive sister-in-law away eventually." Adrian's face darkened slightly. Then, as if to prove something, he put his arm around Mia's waist and hooked his finger at me. Comments: [Female lead, make a scene! Fight for the male lead with the supporting actress. That will give the male lead so much face in front of his bros.] [Honestly, don't you guys think the male lead is going a bit too far? He's married, and the female lead is pregnant.] [Upstairs, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Is this a hobby? If the female lead wasn't so stubborn, the male lead wouldn't use such extreme methods.] [Making our male lead pop his cherry for the first time, holding back for two months without getting the female lead.] Married for three years. Two months ago was the first time he touched me. One shot, one hit. Touching my slightly protruding belly, my hand tightened slightly. They looked at me provocatively, waiting for me to scream and go crazy, waiting for me to cry bitterly and beg him to come back. But I didn't. I just looked at him quietly. "Adrian, how old are you? Can you stop being so childish?" 3 After half a month of cold war, as long as the client signed for this last project, the whole company's year of work could be finalized. But on this day, Adrian brought Mia to the dinner. "Mia has already joined the company. She's not an outsider. Let her practice with this project after it's signed." Mia smiled smugly at me. "Vivian, we can be besties again." My brow throbbed. In college, Mia and I were best friends. But later I learned she approached me for Adrian. Three years into the marriage, she was a thorn between Adrian and me. Wherever she was, nothing good happened. Just as I was about to explode and tell Adrian to take her and get lost, the client arrived. I took a deep breath, put on a smiling face, and greeted the client. While drinking, I hinted for Adrian to block for me. He acted like he didn't see, keeping a cold face the whole time. As if the client owed him money. Comments: [Ooh, the male lead is jealous. His wife smiling so happily at another man.] [Upstairs, don't be ridiculous. That's the client.] My expression didn't change as I dealt with the client. Seeing I had capability and could lower my stance, the client drank two cups and said in high spirits: "President Zhou, your company's designs this time are very innovative. I'm very optimistic. You are also a person of character. Our cooperation will make big money together this time!" I raised my glass, feeling it was secure. "Of course." But the next second, with a gasp, Mia splashed wine on the client's face. "I am a decent person, not an escort!" Finished, she swept her gaze over me, disdainful. I gritted my teeth hard, glared at Mia, and quickly bowed to apologize to the client, handing him tissues to wipe the stain on his face. But Adrian grabbed my hand, his face looking bad. "Vivian, you are a married woman. Don't do such disgusting and cheap things." The client was furious. "President Zhou, I think cooperation with your company is off." Instantly, I felt like I fell into an ice cellar. The whole company's busy work for a whole year, wasted. I slumped in the chair, and Mia was still making snide remarks. "Better that he left. I hate these smelly men the most. Besides, if I had a husband, I definitely wouldn't come out to smile for others." "Adrian, don't be angry. Mia will always be with you." Anger rushed to my head. I stood up and slapped Mia hard. "Get out!" Her face instantly swelled up, eyes watery, looking pitiful. "Adrian..." I went for a backhand slap, but Adrian caught my wrist. His expression softened a bit, looking straight at me. "Why hit her?" 4 After a long stare-down, I looked at him numbly. "Adrian, the project the whole company worked on for a year is gone. Seeing me go crazy, are you happy now?" He didn't seem satisfied with my answer and asked again. "Did you hit her because of me or because of the company?" I shook off his hand, calmed my emotions, and spoke wearily. "Because of the company." He got angry again, his voice cold. "Then spend the rest of your life with your work!" Mia came over to coax him. "Adrian, don't be angry. It's not worth getting sick over." He looked at me for a long time. "Vivian, do you know why I'm close to Mia? Because she coaxes me, gets jealous for me. She relies on me like a little woman." I just felt tired, my voice hoarse. "Then go live with her." Adrian got even angrier, roaring: "Vivian!" I looked at him indifferently. "Adrian, what exactly do you want?" Comments scrolling: [He wants you to submit, to show weakness, to have your emotions fluctuate for him.] [Babe, he just loves you too much and feels insecure. Understand him a bit.] [The male lead looks strong but is actually fragile inside. Every day watching you stay up late working, he can only pull the covers and sulk: Why isn't my baby coming to accompany me? Does she not love me anymore?] [Don't you guys think the female lead is pitiful? Just because he's insecure, he has to torture the female lead like this? Anyway, I couldn't stand it.] Adrian looked at me, hesitating to speak, then said softly: "Think for yourself." I ignored him, pondering. Love? Maybe before. Now I just want to escape. And whether he loves me or not, I don't care anymore. Watching their retreating backs, I called my lawyer. "Draft a divorce agreement. I want a divorce." "Division of property and all that, we'll discuss in detail at the company tomorrow."
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