ManyWriters

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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

In the frigid ocean water, I twisted my lips into a mocking smirk.


The next instant, a large hand suddenly gripped my waist, and I was hauled up out of the water.


Instinctively, I clung tightly to the neck of my rescuer, while falling into the anxious eyes of a man.


Levi and I were both Ph.D. students, under the same advisor.


Suddenly, my lips were sealed shut as life-saving air was rapidly transferred to me. I stared wide-eyed in shock.


My somewhat old-fashioned mindset made me instinctively start to struggle, but my waist was pinched hard in response.


I lost my strength and allowed him to hold me as he brought me to shore.


I lay on the beach, barely clinging to life, feeling as if I'd lost half my life force again.


My anger and disappointment peaked when Nash came over with a fake smile, pretending to care about me.


I gave him a vicious slap across the face.


"What are you doing? He's your husband! How could you treat him like that?" Zara was extremely distressed.


"Oh, so you do know he's my husband, you desperate home-wrecker."


All three of them were stunned, seemingly unable to believe I could utter such vulgar words.


Nash's guilty gaze darted from me to Levi, then fixated on Levi's mouth, motionless.


"Good! To think I just felt a bit guilty towards you, and now you dare to make me a cuckold, you piece of shit! Slut!"


My gaze fell on the corner of Levi's mouth that Nash had been staring at, and suddenly everything became clear.


During my struggle earlier, I had bitten Levi's lip, breaking the skin.


Levi, being a refined gentleman, furrowed his brow:


"Throwing your darling into the sea to feed the fish - is that something a human being is capable of?"


"If I'm not mistaken, your salary probably can't afford this brand of diving equipment, can it?"


That's right, I paid for all our diving gear, and even covered the lion's share of our daily living expenses.


Nash's face and neck flushed with shame, and he was finally speechless. After a long moment, he shook off Zara's hand and came to embrace me.


"That's all in the past, right? Let's go get something to eat, okay?"


"This is the seafood feast you've been looking forward to for so long!"


I've been looking forward to it? What a joke!


I'm allergic to seafood. He's the one who insisted on eating it! He told me to just order something else at the seafood restaurant!


Ignoring him, I turned to invite Levi: "Come eat with us. Thank you for saving my life!"


Nash froze on the spot, his face turning completely dark.


Chapter 3