The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 1

My mother’s chemotherapy failed, and her last wish was for our family to have a reunion dinner together. However, on the very day of the reunion dinner, Henry’s new lover, who was heavily pregnant, came to provoke us.

My mother was so enraged that her condition worsened, and she passed away that very night.

I called him several times, but no one answered.

It wasn’t until I had arranged everything for my mother’s funeral that he finally called me back.

Nonchalantly, he said, “She’s just a little girl. She’s young and doesn’t know any better. You and Mom, don’t bother arguing with her.”

“She’s emotionally unstable during her pregnancy, so don’t make trouble for her.”

“If you can’t accept her, I won’t let her appear in front of you again.”

“But she is, after all, the mother of my child. I still have to spend time with her. I’ll be home to accompany you on weekdays, and I’ll stay with her on weekends.”

Hearing his tone, which left no room for negotiation, I didn’t argue or shout. I simply murmured,

“Mm.”

As I listened to Henry talk about his arrangements, I calmly browsed through the requirements for applying to Doctors Without Borders.

I found that I met all the criteria, and without hesitation, I began filling out the application form.

After Henry finished speaking, he heard the sound of my fingers tapping on the keyboard, accompanied by a hint of displeasure in his voice. “Anna, did you hear what I said?”

gave a faint “Mm” in

seemingly surprised that I agreed

a while, he lowered his voice and sighed lightly. “Anna, if you had been this obedient before, things would have been

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froze, momentarily forgetting what I

our countless arguments came

our marriage, countless women had come to provoke

that I destroyed everything at home, hysterically

was exhaustion, and he explained

many times do I need to

lack of trust and exhausted by how easily I believed others.

and wondered if I was being too suspicious.

to him, and sought his forgiveness.

entering a hotel with

confronted him, demanding

do you think I’m really that untrustworthy in your eyes? If so, then I’ll give you exactly

point on, he stopped hiding his

even saw him with my own eyes, kissing a

longer explained himself, choosing instead to respond

had lost count of how many times we had

felt the fatigue settling in.

letting go of this absurd