But when there was an internal competition for the marketing manager position, he resigned.
Because Nancy came back from abroad.
I didn't know how Nancy persuaded him to resign.
All I knew was that after I found out I was having difficulty conceiving two years after our marriage, he suggested I stay at home and prepare for pregnancy. His income was enough for us, and at that time he was still devoted to our family.
Until he went to Nancy's company.
I had to say that he had strong business capabilities. He became Nancy's right-hand man, helping her run the company in an orderly manner and greatly increase its market value.
Even the employees of Nancy's company once thought that he was her husband, which was why he worked so hard for her.
To outsiders, they were a match made in heaven. Whether in career or life, they were a perfect match and invincible.
Once he was on a business trip for a few months, and when he came back, he took me to do in vitro fertilization.
At that time, I was so happy that I hugged him and spun around, thinking that he finally figured it out.
But I didn't expect that it was because he felt guilty towards me.
What I lacked the least was guilt. What I needed was his wholehearted love.
I didn't know what happened in those few months, but his attitude towards me was completely obedient, and I thought he was finally moved by me.
But I didn't expect that what was waiting for me was a sharp sword, stabbing me and my mother.
I looked at the closed door and then at my mother who was crying.
During these five years, it was my caprices that made my mother suffer with me.
A forced marriage wouldn't be happy, and it would be very bitter.
It took me five years to understand it.
"If you feel uncomfortable, don't move. Take good care of yourself.
"I'll be there once I'm done with this.
"But...then wait for me."
When my mother and I came out of the room, we happened to hear him making a phone call as he left.
He left me behind and walked away briskly.
"Shameless!"
My mother was so angry that she slammed the door hard when she returned to her room.
I went to the kitchen to clean up the mess.
The chicken soup sprinkled all over the ground was still steaming.
I took bereavement leave for several days in a row. The whole company thought someone had died in my family, and they all offered their condolences.
Nancy's palpitations continued for many days.