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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

One week later, Nash was thrown behind bars.


On the police car surrounded by layers of neighbors, he sat silently with his head bowed, handcuffs on his wrists.


"That backstabbing snake! He got what he deserved!"


"What was he thinking? Vivienne treated him so well, and he still cheated!"


"Just a piece of trash! Thinking the grass is greener on the other side. Shame on him!"


The insults poured down like rain. Even my mother, who had always stood by him, remained completely silent this time.


Standing on the balcony, I held Levi's hand as I coldly watched everything unfold below.


Levi was worried I might be upset, but in reality, any feelings I had were worn away during the past days.


Now Nash was nothing more than a vaguely familiar stranger to me.


For the rest of my life, I only want to be with those who truly love me.


Thinking this, I leaned my head dependently on Levi's shoulder.


Chapter 13