That year, I was ten years old. I watched my father move into the house with his mistress. My mother cried all day long, half sober and half obscured.
At that time, I didn't understand why my mother didn't divorce. When I was eighteen years old, my mother gave me 50% of the company's shares when she was sober.
I realized that I couldn't protect the tens of billions of assets at the age of ten and my mother couldn't protect them either. She could only rely on the affection between her and my father when she was young to protect me as I grew up.
While my heart was broken, I consumed my spirit to heal myself. My heart was stung by the sting of a wasp's tail.
I looked at Richard with a stern look, "Richard, is she so important? Why do you treat me like this?"
At that moment, I raised my head and let my tears flow into my chest.
My mother's tears told me that tearing in front of someone who didn't love you would only be cheaper than tap water.
Richard looked at me, "Quinni, I always thought you were a smart person. She won't threaten your position as Mrs. Hyes. At most, she maybe a little bit aggressive, but you don’t have to be doing the same, do you?"
I looked at Richard and smiled bitterly. Being aggressive he said? His original wife was stripped naked and knelt down. Was that aggressive he meant? And after that, he turned to glaring at me. Wouldn't it mean that he would go to hell to atone for his sins to the mistress?
At this moment, I finally saw the attentive side of Richard, but his heart was only for his mistress.
"Richard, you promised me that you would not do dirty things and would not look for any other women. I married you because you have good self-control and a clean private life. Now you are threatening me with your dad?"
He knew how much I hated men protecting mistresses, but he still didn't care.
He really didn't care about me at all. Richard was silent for a moment.
He said, "This time it was just an accident. I will never look for a woman again. Don't touch Afro. She’s innocent. I will give you everything you want in the future, except feelings."
I was stunned and my ears were like thunder. He was not unchaste, but he had not met someone worthy.
At that time, he had met his true love, so he would do whatever it took and lost his principles.
Three years of marriage, after all, I was wrong. After thinking for a night, I withdrew the case.