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On my birthday, my husband's childhood sweetheart Irina posted the new robot that my husband and son had made for her on social media.
I casually liked the post, but soon received a scolding from my husband:
"Didn't we give you one too? Our son even baked you a cake by hand. What more do you want?"
However, Irina's robot was clearly the latest model, and even the cake our son gave her was a bit larger than mine.
They love me, but they love Irina a little more.
Perhaps I should try to let go and love them a little less too.

The Husband and Son Regret Their Favoritism

One day, an unexpected visitor showed up at the company.


She wasn't wearing any makeup, her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with resentment and jealousy as she looked at me.


"I've been fired from the company. This city can't accommodate me anymore. I have to go back to my hometown," she said.


"Going back home is also an option. A diamond shines wherever it is. I wish you well," I replied coolly.


Irina was infuriated by my demeanor. She slammed her hand on the table and cursed at me:


"Who do you think you're fooling? You must be thrilled that you've won, right? Your husband and son belong to you again."


"They are their own individuals, as am I. There's no 'belonging' here," I responded indifferently.


"You fake bitch! I never want to see you again!"


Irina glared at me fiercely before storming out. As she reached the door, she suddenly turned back, tears in her eyes, and spat out venomously: "I fucking hate you. Why do you get so much love?"


Chapter 9