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On the day my wife was returning from her business trip abroad, I secretly brought our child to the airport to surprise her.
At the arrival gate, my wife emerged, laughing and chatting with a man.
When it came time to part ways, the man suddenly wrapped his arms around my wife's waist.
I expected my wife to be angry, but she didn't even give him a warning glance. Instead, she coyly said to him, "You can't do this at the office."
I picked up our child and left the airport without looking back.

Let Go of Me and Yourself

Fallon had security escort Vivienne out.


I thought she'd kick me out too, but instead she found me and gave me a few days off, saying I should sort out my personal affairs before coming back to work.


After everything that's happened these past few days, I've come to the clear realization that Vivienne is like a malignant tumor in my life.


If I don't cut her out soon, the poison will spread throughout my whole body.


Today, I asked her to meet up, wanting to have a real talk with her.


I brought divorce papers and suggested we meet at a coffee shop.


But she insisted on playing the emotional card, wanting me to come home to talk.


I didn't want to waste time arguing about this with her.


So after many days, I returned there again, a wave of inexplicable sadness washing over me.


Entering the house, I was hit with the aroma of food. I saw Vivienne had prepared a table full of delicious dishes.


Chapter 8