I even advised him considerately, "She's just graduated, it will be fine as long as she learns it."
But gradually, he rarely complained about Jessica in front of me.
After getting off work, he no longer sat on the sofa with me to watch TV, but hid in the study to work overtime.
One time when I brought some fruits to him, I pushed the door of his study and saw a smile on his face and his eyes were so gentle that they could drown someone.
He has many more cute emoticons and is becoming busier and busier.
Later, I secretly installed surveillance cameras in the study.
Many times when Richard was "working overtime" in the study, he was video chatting with Jessica.
Once, Jessica was wearing a low-cut camisole and making a cake opposite.
Richard kept looking at her with a smile, but he was very sensible and hung up the video after only five minutes. "I have to go accompany my wife."
And the way of Jessica addresses Richard.
At first it was Mr. Cleman, and later it was Richard.
I don't know when it started to be his full name.
She called him Richard.
I remember when I was in college, every time I saw Richard with joy, I would throw myself into his arms and act coquettishly, and I liked to call him that.
It's like a confident declaration of sovereignty.
Richard prepared a large table of dishes with great care.
I didn't have a good appetite, so I ate a few bites and went back to the bedroom with my laptop.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Richard's voice was a little hesitant, "Ruby, may I come in?"
Before I could say anything, Richard walked in with a beautifully wrapped gift box.
He handed it to me and looked at me tenderly.
"Honey, I'm sorry for last night. The road was blocked by the snowstorm and the car broke down, so I didn't have time to pick you up."
"This is a gift for you, don't be angry..."
I looked at his sincere expression calmly.
I don’t know when it started, but his lies became so real that they sounded like the truth.
But I still accepted the gift.
After all, before the divorce, every penny he spent was our common property.
I opened it and saw that it was a white bag, also the latest limited edition of a big brand.
"How do you know I like this bag?"
Richard scratched his head and smiled. The mattress sank, and he moved closer to sit next to me, gently holding me in his arms.
"I have to know what my wife likes."