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I replied coldly, “What happened between you and her has nothing to do with me. I don’t want to see you before
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the trial.”
After hanging up, I felt a slight sense of relief.
At least soon, I would be a stranger to him.
There will be no more interactions after this.
But lan didn’t give up until the trial.
He bought two gold bracelets, carried a huge bouquet of roses, and came to my house, kneeling outside my door, crying and begging.
“Sherrie, please open the door. I know you’re inside. Let me in–I was really wrong.‘
I called the property management again.
He refused to leave and started cursing at them.
The noise was so loud that all the neighbors came out to scold him.
Furious, he ended up fighting with several of them.
I was a bit scared and quickly called 911.
In the end, they took him to the police station to disturb the peace and provoke trouble.
On the day of the trial, lan had just been released from detention.
He walked into the courtroom, unshaven with dark circles under his eyes, looking like he’d aged ten years.
I presented all the evidence of his affair and the medical records from the abortion he had caused.
He stared at me in shock, with an unmistakable hint of anger in his eyes.
The trial went smoothly. With Paula’s help, the judge ruled that our marriage was irreparably broken, and the
divorce was granted.
At the guilty party, lan received almost nothing in terms of property–basically, he was kicked out.
Walking out of the courthouse, the spring sun was shining, and the air felt fresh, like a long–lost sense of
freedom.
I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and took in the moment quietly.
lan came out, saw me, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something. But in the end, he said nothing and
left, defeated.
I didn’t want to return to the sad place where I had lived with lan for the past three years, so I contacted an agent
and listed the house for sale.
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Thanks to its prime location, the house sold quickly, and after paying off the mortgage, I ended up with an extra
500,000!
I blocked lan’s Instagram and phone number, deleting all the posts related to him.
I erased him completely from my life.
Paula stopped contacting me too.
Her Instagram never buzzed with messages, and she didn’t even post anything on her Moments.
Things were finally getting better.
After two months of rest at home, my body was fully recovered.
On sunny spring days, I would visit my baby at the cemetery.
Bees and butterflies flew around, and the flowers bloomed beautifully.
Although my parents suggested I stay home and let them take care of me, I refused.
I knew my baby would want me to move on and be happy.
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Half a year later, I used the 500,000 I made from selling the house to invest in a flower shop on a busy pedestrian
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street nearby.
lan had always been allergic to pollen, and after marrying him, I never touched flowers again.
But now, I was free to surround myself with them every day and do what I loved.
I started a live broadcast, and my business boomed both online and offline!
In just two years, my flower shop accumulated tens of thousands of fans, becoming a well–known local hotspot.
With my career finally stable, my parents kept subtly urging me to find someone to settle down with.
But I chose to ignore them–being on my own felt just right.
One evening, as I was closing the shop, my phone suddenly rang.
An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.
“Hello, Springfield Flower Shop, how can I help you?”
“Sherrie, it’s me… It’s Mom.”
It took me a moment to recognize the voice–it was lan’s mother. “Auntie, why are you calling me?” I asked, my tone distant.
“Well, I wanted to ask you a favor. Could you… come and see lan?”
I was taken aback.
“It’s probably better if I don’t,” I replied.
“lan… he’s dying. He wants to see you one last time.”