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My husband went on a business trip just three days after my daughter was born, and was stationed in another city for a long time.
He came back every two weeks, and when he came back, he would hold the baby and never have sex with me.
Until I couldn't help it and decided to take the initiative.
When I got up to look for him at night, I accidentally found his chat records with his female subordinate.
The woman complained in a coquettish way: "Every time you come back, it's in the car, and my waist is almost broken. You won't kiss her again when you go home!"
"No, she is old and ugly, and I only love you, baby."

A Gift for Christmas

I wiped the dampness from my face with the back of my hand.


My phone lit up, and a message from Vivienne popped up.


["But there's a silver lining, I'm so excited just thinking about it!"]


I held up the stockings I had prepared specially for her, remembering the pain of my episiotomy stitches, and felt a sharp ache crawl up to the tip of my heart.


The courage and forbearance I once mustered for love had now become a colossal joke.


He saw me come out holding the stockings again and said with some confusion, "Why are you bringing those out again?"


I gently tossed the stockings onto the bed, "Remembering the sensation of the stitches down there, I suddenly don't feel like wearing them."


Hearing my words, his eyes actually reddened a bit, and he came over to hug me tightly: "Darling, you've been through so much!"


I took a deep breath, inhaling the soft, milky scent of our daughter on him.


I hugged his waist tightly in return, mustering up the courage to say, "Garrison, it's been so long since we've been together..."


He noticeably hesitated, even trying to push away from our embrace: "Faye, Daisy's right next door, she might wake up any minute!"


As I watched him pry my hands away, about to turn and leave, I crashed into his arms once more."I really did think about it. You're back after such a long time!"


He forcefully pried my hands apart, his voice rising slightly, "Faye!"


I looked up to see his clear eyes, devoid of any passion, as if his whole being was nailed in place.


He truly couldn't muster any interest in me anymore!


Seeing me frozen there, Garrison couldn't help but reach out and grab my ice-cold hand, trying to comfort me, "Faye, are you feeling unwell? Why are your hands so cold?"


I stared into his familiar eyes, seeing a vague reflection of myself, like a puppet drained of its soul.


In the past, we had held hands and sworn an oath to be faithful only to each other for life!


The solemn vows still echoed in my ears, but his heart had long since changed.


He quickly went to answer it, listening to the voice on the other end. Unconsciously, he gently pressed his lips together, but a smile reached his eyes.


Whenever he encountered something that pleased him, he always had this expression - seemingly tight-lipped, but actually concealing his extreme inner joy!


My heart took a heavy blow. Even without hearing the call, I could guess what it was about.


He smiled at me and said, "Faye, I have some things I must take care of during the day!""What's so important that you have to go? You only get one day off every two weeks!"


He held out his phone to me: "Look, Vivienne called. Would I lie to you?"


I still persisted, asking, "Can't you skip it today?"


"Faye, what's gotten into you? Doesn't Vivienne always call you to report my schedule? How could I deceive you?"


I stubbornly kept my eyes fixed on him, not blinking as I said, "Garrison, do you absolutely have to go?"


Without any hesitation, he just softened his tone, gently coaxing me, "Faye, you know our family needs this job!"


When he hurriedly left, not even our daughter's cries could keep him.


Chapter 2