The Decisive Battle of LoveChapter 1
Jay and I had a commercial marriage for five years with no ceremony.
My daughter, Tiffany Watsons' only wish before entering the operating room was to see my wedding.
I threatened him with family cooperation and begged him on my knees, and he finally agreed.
But on the wedding day, Tiffany sat in her wheelchair in her little dress until her last breath, never seeing her father's figure.
My phone contact was blocked by him. Yet I saw his first lover, Sherry Lewis's post.
A photo of the two of them at sunrise on an island.
Captioned, "Buried in the sunlight, eternal love will not fade with time."
My hand on my abdomen was trembling stiffly.
The sun had risen, and it was time for the Watsons family to go bankrupt.
After Tiffany died, I was surprisingly calm. All my anger disappeared. It turned out that it was a one-person show for five years.
I handled Tiffany's funeral alone and explained it to the guests.
Over five years, Jay abandoned me and Tiffany countless times for Sherry. Now, I was numb to his betrayals.
Seeing Sherry's post, I felt a perverse satisfaction as if I had predicted it.
I realized my disappointment in him had reached its peak.
It was time to leave.
I had a lawyer draft a divorce agreement, detailing the division of assets.
Carrying the agreement and my weary body home, I ran into Jay and Sherry coming in together.
Seeing my indifferent expression, a flicker of guilt flashed in his eyes.
He looked down and pulled a few things from his bag, tossing them in front of me.
"These are gifts I picked for Tiffany. Didn't she love the beach the most?
"And this, a limited edition collaborative toy."
I looked down at the trash in front of me, almost laughing in anger.
A few broken shells and a toy from a McDonald's kids' meal.
I mocked, "Mr. Watsons, you had a great time revisiting your youthful romance at a fast food restaurant while Tiffany was critically ill.
"You even brought back a bunch of trash. Is all this worth even one of Sherry's earrings?"
With those words, the guilt in Jay's eyes vanished, replaced by a cold expression.
"I was handling serious matters. What nonsense are you spouting? Stop being sarcastic. You wanted to marry me, not the other way around! The gifts I prepared for Tiffany are none of your business!"
After saying this, he turned and took a document from Sherry's hand, handing it to me.