That night, I had a dream.
I dreamed that when I graduated from university, Herschel insisted on going to a big city to work hard. I was willing to break up with my family and accompany him to the struggling in City A.
At that time, my parents threatened, “If you dare to follow him, we will pretend that you are not our daughter!"
I knelt down in tears, but still chose to believe in love. From then on, I cut off all ties with my family and could not even attend the funeral of my grandmother who loved me the most.
In the first few years, he was running around outside and I was supporting two people with the lowest internship salary.
We lived in a dark basement and survived only with bread and pickles every day. I suffered a lot but still felt happy.
After we got the marriage certificate, Herschel saved money and bought me a silver ring, but we did not have a wedding.
A grown man made a promise to me with tears in his eyes, “Sallie, I will definitely buy a house of our own in the future, buy you the most expensive diamond ring and give you the grand wedding!”
Because of this sentence, I felt that everything was worth it and nodded while crying.
Herschel did not disappoint me. With the first money he earned, he bought me a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg and the first house he bought was also transferred to my name.
Because I had suffered physical damage in my early years, it was difficult for me to get pregnant.
He was afraid of causing conflicts between the mother-in-law and me, so he brought me out to live with him, arranged for a chef to prepare nutritious meals every day and also hired a family doctor to take care of me.
Except for the fact that we were too busy with our career and did not have time to hold the wedding ceremony, Herschel fulfilled all his promises and I thought I was happy enough.
The scene changed and Herschel embraced Liza Moses, holding a child in his hands, with a cold look in his eyes as he said, “Liza and I already have a child, we are a family, Sallie, I have never loved you!”
The figures of Herschel’s parents also appeared one after another, looking at me with disgust as they stated, “How can a hen that cannot lay eggs be worthy of being the daughter-in-law of our Jones Family?!”
I was madly trying to chase after her to explain, but Liza pushed me away harshly with a disdainful tone, “Sallie, he is my husband and we already have a son, you are the mistress who destroyed our family!”
“No, that's not it!”
I was awakened by a nightmare, sat up suddenly, grabbed my collar tightly and gasped for breath.
“What's wrong, honey? Did you have a nightmare?”
Herschel woke up immediately and quickly pulled me into his arms, his eyes full of heartache.
Seeing the worry on his face, I was stunned. For a moment, I thought I was back to the past. I eagerly grabbed his wrist with pleading eyes as I muttered, “Our children….”
Hearing this, Herschel looked reluctant, but still burst my fantasy.
“Sallie, your body is slowly recovering and you will have children in the future,” he said, “And we’re going to the orphanage tomorrow. Don't you like Carlos too? We can take him back and treat him like our own child.”
At this moment, I just felt that the person in front of me was too unfamiliar, as if I had never seen him clearly.
My stomach was churning and I felt so nauseous that I wanted to vomit. I turned my head away from his arms, feeling powerless.
“Herschel, let's get a divorce.”
Herschel's face froze, but he quickly smiled and touched my head as he asked, “Did you get scared by a nightmare? Don't make such jokes next time. Have a good sleep and you will be fine tomorrow.”
Seeing him fall asleep alone, my heart ached, but my mind became clearer.
Why was he so sure it was just a joke? Did he think I was reluctant to get divorced, or my feelings have never been important?
When he woke up the next day, Herschel had already changed his clothes and was ready to go out.
When he saw me coming down, he subconsciously came over and kissed my forehead, giving me careful instructions as usual.
“I’ve asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you. I have something to do at the company so I'll go there first. See you at the orphanage later.”
Just as he finished speaking, the mobile phone rang suddenly. Herschel took a look, subconsciously turned off the phone and smiled unnaturally.
“The company is urging me to go, so I’ll go first,” he said then left without looking back, not noticing that I was unusually silent that day.
Even though he moved quickly, I could still see the name clearly, ‘My love Liza.’
My heart ached so much that I closed my eyes, grabbed the car keys and followed him.
