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After his figure had faded into the distance, I closed the door and headed towards the military district's office building.

I knocked on the commissar's office door and handed over the divorce agreement.

"This is the divorce report for Zhou Fuchuan and me. I hope the organization can approve it as soon as possible."

The commissar put down his pen in surprise, and upon seeing my expression, devoid of joy or sorrow, he realized I wasn't joking.

After confirming that it indeed was Zhou Fuchuan's handwriting, he shook his head.

"I know you're heartbroken over your son's death, but Mr. Zhou was too busy with his duties to attend the funeral."

"When you got married, who in the entire military family compound didn't envy the good relationship between you two? Why did it have to come to divorce?"

The commissar sighed, his eyes filled with regret.

Yes, it was indeed a beautiful memory.

Zhou Fuchuan and I had been married for seven years, the first newlyweds in the entire military district, with the commissar himself officiating our wedding.

Shortly after the wedding, I gave birth to An'an.

Zhou Fuchuan cherished us deeply, and we became an enviable, loving family.

But ever since his first love, Gu Zhen, returned, everything changed.

Under the pretext of caregiving, Zhou Fuchuan was inseparable from Gu Zhen every day.

They ate meals together, attended meetings together, and picked up their kids from daycare together.

Even the sisters-in-law in the military district said that Nurse Gu and Mr. Zhou made quite a good pair.

For the sake of Gu Zhen, he even missed seeing An'an for the last time.

Leaving An'an with the regret of not seeing his father as he closed his eyes.

I let out a bitter laugh. "Perhaps from the very start, this relationship was a mistake."

The commissar let out a long sigh and eventually stamped the report with a red seal.

This relationship of ours finally came to a close.