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On our fifth wedding anniversary, Nash forcefully dragged me, who has a phobia of deep water, to go free diving so he could have a chance encounter with his childhood sweetheart.
When a massive sea creature approached, Nash snatched away my oxygen tank and abandoned me with my foot trapped in coral reef as he escaped with his childhood sweetheart.
After being rescued ashore, I, now a nervous wreck, begged Nash, who loves playing video games, to keep it down. Instead, I was forced to listen to their passionate lovemaking all night in the next room.
Nash blamed me for not being understanding enough, while my own mother advised me to learn to endure silently.
No one knew that on that night, I had already agreed to my advisor's offer to study abroad.
Nash, you'll never be able to catch up to me again.

My Husband Sent Me into the Sea to Feed the Fish

After returning to Australia, I slept in a daze for several days, neither crying nor making a fuss.


Nash gradually exited my life and my heart.


She would bombard me with calls and messages from time to time, mostly saying things like:


"At your age, who's going to want you after a divorce!"


"You idiot, Nash is tall and handsome, he'd make you look good when you go out!"


"You make plenty of money anyway, what's wrong with spending a bit more on him! You're so stingy!"


One day, I was out having dinner with my lab mates, celebrating a new breakthrough.


Suddenly, the ringtone sounded like a death knell. I looked at the name flashing on the phone screen.


"Come on everyone, let's drink to this!"


"She deserves a lot of credit for this research!"


Just then, the shrill ringtone sounded again.


Chapter 9