Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 14

"Lawrence, do you know how much it hurts inside?"

With red-rimmed eyes and tears streaming down my face, I looked at him, not giving him a chance to speak, and continued crying, "You knelt before my parents and swore that you would treat me well.

But look at you now, how long did your promise last before you betrayed me? How can I trust you now?

I don't even know which of your words are true and which are false.

Actually, I thought, because of your infidelity this time, I would always be suspicious of you in the future, becoming sensitive and paranoid, and eventually not being myself. Instead of both of us suffering, we might as well get a divorce."

As soon as I mentioned divorce.

Sure enough, Lawrence panicked, his face changed.

Then,

"Thud!"

He knelt down in front of me, "Divorce, I don't agree. Melinda, please don't divorce me. I really know I was wrong.

I just made a mistake that all men make. I was seduced by that woman outside, and the first time I was set up by her, I regretted it immediately.

But she had something on me, which made me make the mistake again. My heart was also tormented because I only have you in my heart, and I only love you.

Please forgive me this time, okay?"

To achieve his goal, he could even endure the humiliation of kneeling.

A man like Lawrence is actually very terrifying, like a snake hiding in a dark corner, you never know when he will bite.

I have seen his shamelessness, and I almost couldn't resist the urge to jump up and kick his genitals.

Only he could make infidelity sound so dignified.

I could only use my sobs to cover up my urge to crush him, "Your so-called mistake again was putting my nightgown on her, ugh... really, Lawrence, how could you say that?"

Lawrence's face stiffened.

Then he hurriedly replied, "That was because she had something on me, it won't happen again.

You like nightgowns, I'll buy you new ones in the future, ten or eight, you can wear them in turns, we'll be so in love, so compatible in bed, forget the unpleasant past, and start over, okay?"

His words not only didn't comfort me but made me even more disgusted.

I couldn't hold back and slapped Lawrence in the face, "Don't mention that nightgown again, it disgusts me."

Lawrence remained humble, enduring all along, my slap almost made him lose control.

Although I vented my emotions, I knew when to stop, grasping what he cared about most.

I timely took out the prepared divorce agreement from the drawer, "Lawrence, let's get a divorce. Except for the big items, the car, the house, the savings, my premarital property belongs to me.

I'll transfer the company to you, but it was originally my parents' inheritance, and you've been managing the company for so long, let's consider it marital property, half for each of us.

As for the Mercedes under your name, although I bought it, I already have a car, even though I resented you, was angry with you, but I'm also tired, I don't want to keep arguing, let's part on good terms, and leave it to you."

This was also Paula's suggestion to me, to retreat in order to advance.

Since Lawrence's goal was the high-value financial funds in my hands, he definitely wouldn't agree to such a divorce agreement.

It can only be said that he is too greedy!

Sure enough, Lawrence picked up the divorce agreement and tore it up without even looking at it.

Then he looked at me with red eyes, "Melinda, don't divorce me, don't leave me, okay? You promised me that we would be together for a lifetime.

How can you bear it? I just made one mistake, can't you give me a chance to change?

I can't live without you, without you, my future is dark, I will become a walking corpse, don't you love me, don't you feel sorry for me anymore?"

He tried hard to play the role of a man who knew his mistakes and wanted to change, deeply in love with me, and reluctant to let me go.

I pretended to wipe my tears, then looked at him sadly, "Lawrence, you are the one who broke the promise.

A lifetime together, don't I look forward to it?

No, I look forward to it more than you do. Do you know? From the moment I was with you, I had already fantasized about our lifetime together.

Unfortunately, our lifetime was too short, you couldn't keep it.

These days, it felt like a nightmare, last night, I even almost committed suicide, I don't understand, why would you do this to me, what did I do wrong that made you cheat and betray me?"

When I first found out about his betrayal, I was really in so much pain that I thought this way.

I questioned myself over and over again, what did I do wrong, what did I not do well, as long as he mentioned it, I could change.

But now I have figured it out.

The fault lies with Lawrence, I shouldn't punish and question myself for his mistakes.

I am good, I deserve better.

Not a bad man like Lawrence.

"Slap, slap." Lawrence slapped himself twice, then moved closer to me, grabbing my hand and hitting his face, "Melinda, I'm sorry, I was wrong. You can hit me.

As long as it makes you feel better, I will let you hit and scold me without any complaints!"

I forcefully pulled my hand away, Lawrence thought it was because I couldn't bear to.

In fact, I felt disgusted even touching him.

Mentioning hitting and scolding, I cried even more sadly, "How dare I hit you, what if you abuse me, I wouldn't even be able to resist."

"I'm sorry Melinda, I was just too angry at the time, my mom worked so hard to raise me, she always told me how much she suffered for me, that I should be filial to her, so I overreacted.

I have reflected on it afterward, and I even told my mom not to hit you, she scolded you because she didn't want others to bully us, so she spoke harshly.

You see, I am really changing, and I promise to cut off all ties with the mistress in the future.

You also said, we have six years of feelings, can you really let go?"

Fortunately, I had already given up, knowing his true nature, otherwise, his words might have easily deceived me.

When I heard the number six years, I cried and laughed, "Yes, six years of feelings. When you were entangled with the mistress in bed, why didn't you think of our six years of feelings? You say you love me, why did you still make love with her when you were with the mistress?"

Lawrence's face turned pale.

But he quickly found a way to respond to me, "Melinda, I am a man, my physiological structure determines that sometimes... I am not making excuses.

But think about it, in the six years I was with you, for the first five years, didn't I restrain myself to the utmost, never really forcing you.

Ask the couples now, how many men can hold back? But for you, I truly held back."