Given the Sterling family's status in Riverside City, I knew she wasn't joking, but I wasn't shaken at all.
Ethan's face turned pale and he looked at me pitifully: "Vivian, hurry up and admit your mistake to Mom and say you were just joking."
"Let's just forget about this. Let's go home and live a good life together from now on. I can do whatever you want."
I glanced around and saw no one was on my side.
But the more this happened, the more determined I became. I took a deep breath and repeated, "I will not go back with you. My only request is a divorce."
There was a burst of sighs from everyone present, and they all cursed me, saying that I was betraying their sincerity and would be hit by a car if I went out.
I didn't take it to heart and turned away resolutely amid all the strange looks and curses.
It was not until I went out that I realized I was like duckweed in the sea, with no one to rely on.
I finally took out a few cards from my pocket, but there were only a few dozen dollars in them.
Over the years, I worked day and night, but gave all the money to Ethan to support him in buying everything he wanted.
I have no complaints about this.
By the way, even when he and Serena went on a road trip, the car they bought was bought with my money.
A bittersweet feeling welled up in my heart. I had worked hard for most of my life, but ended up with such a result. It was really a bit depressing.
But on second thought, compared to the real reason why Ethan and I divorced, this didn't seem to matter.
The next morning, I went to the research institute where I worked.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard all kinds of criticism from my colleagues.
"Serena is divorcing her husband and I don't know if she got kicked in the head by a donkey to do this."
"Her husband is handsome, rich, and considerate. He travels a long way to the institute every day to bring her food."
"I really don't know how to appreciate my blessings. If it were me, I would have offered it to you long ago."
When I pushed the door open, they all shut their mouths, but they looked at me as if I were some kind of garbage.
Yes, during this period of time, Ethan has been delivering meals to me every day, and these colleagues have also gained a lot of benefits, so naturally they are on his side.
I didn't want to argue with them, so I put on my clothes and prepared to observe the new snake.
But then Ethan came trotting in from the door.
He was sweating profusely and was holding an insulated box and a bag in his hands.
"Vivian, I'm here to bring you food. You have a bad stomach, so you must eat on time. I made you your favorite lotus root and bone soup."
"And this is the protective suit I personally made for you. The materials are all carefully selected by me. This way, you will be safer when dealing with those snakes, and I can rest assured."
He handed me what he had in his hand, revealing countless Band-Aids on it.
My colleagues all looked at me enviously and flattered me, saying, "Mr. Sterling is very clever and can cook and sew, unlike my wife who can't do anything."
"I dream of marrying a man like Mr. Sterling."
I looked at the man who was speaking and said bluntly, "It just so happens that we are getting divorced. Once we divorce, you can marry him."
The surroundings fell silent instantly.
Ethan didn't expect me to say that, and his eyes suddenly turned red:
"Vivian, do you really have to push me away like this?"
I didn't respond, but took the things from his hand and threw them all into the trash can when he thought I was wavering.
"Garbage stays where garbage is!"
