My Husband and I Exchanged Bodies Before Divorce

My husband wanted a divorce, but during the cooling-off period for the divorce, we swapped bodies. He experienced grievances he had never seen before, while I resolved to live fully and authentically for myself.

1

"Let's get a divorce tomorrow at the civil affairs bureau." Kenneth, my husband, said to me with a cold expression.

"Alright," I agreed immediately.

"Sheri, if you just make peace with my mom, I won't go through with the divorce." Kenneth quickly added, seemingly surprised by my attitude.

Seeing the emotions in his eyes, I smiled, "No way, let's get divorced."

"Fine, don't regret it," Kenneth said, slamming the door as he left.

"Hey, son, what's wrong?" Kenneth's mom, Lisa, quickly asked.

"Lisa, don't worry. Just enjoy yourself. Tomorrow, I'll divorce her," Kenneth replied. I heard their conversation clearly from outside the door.

"Good, this is the best. You two should divorce as soon as possible. I will find someone for you who's a hundred, no, a thousand times better than her," Lisa said happily.

I put on my headphones to block out her intentionally loud voice, pulled out my suitcase, and started packing my clothes.

The next day, at the entrance of the divorce court.

Holding the marriage certificate, I was determined to live for myself this time.

"Sheri, are you that eager to divorce me?" Kenneth asked.

I glanced at the time on my phone.

As expected, he was half an hour late, just like always.

"Why? Weren't you the one who suggested the divorce? Let's hurry up so I can return to single life sooner," I said, striding towards the court.

"Fine, let's divorce. Don't regret it!" Kenneth said, walking ahead of me.

I smiled indifferently. I had wanted a divorce for a long time.

"Have you both thought this through?" the divorce court officer asked, holding a stamp.

"We have," I answered immediately.

"Sheri, are you so in a rush?" Kenneth asked me in exasperation.

"What else?" I retorted.

The clerk looked at us and said, "Currently, for both parties to get a divorce, there is a mandatory one-month cooling-off period. Please take some time to think it over, and after that, you can proceed with the divorce directly."

"What? We can't divorce immediately?" I asked, puzzled.

"I agree," Kenneth replied.

In the end, we had to endure a mandatory separation period together.

Frustrated, I had no choice but to follow the rules.

Leaving the divorce court, I headed home without looking back.

I needed to pack my things and return to my own place. I couldn't stay here any longer.

As soon as I entered the door.

"So, you're divorcing my son? Get out now. Our family is about to welcome the rightful lady of the house." Lisa sneered at me.

"Lisa, don't worry. There's a mandatory separation period now, so I can't leave just yet. I'm sorry, but I'll still be here for a while longer." I replied sharply. With the divorce looming, I didn't have to tolerate anything any longer.

"What?" Lisa shouted.

"Mom, is there something wrong with your hearing?"

"Sheri, how can you talk to Lisa like that?" Kenneth said, arriving home at the worst possible moment.

I rolled my eyes in disgust, "How dare you question my tone? Didn't you see how Lisa was talking to me? And besides, she's your mom, not mine. I don't have to put up with her anymore."

"Kenneth, I'm alright. Now you see what I meant, don't you? Your wife has a different face for everyone; she's a real chameleon." Lisa hurriedly fanned the flames.

"Lisa, you've suffered so much. You... you... If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have married you in the first place." Kenneth said, comforting Lisa before pointing at me.

"I didn't want to marry you either," I replied without explanation, heading to the room to grab my suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Kenneth asked.

"Home. Can't you see?"

"Sheri, don't forget, we're in the marital reflection period. We have to stay together for a month. Let's make it through this period without any problems, then divorce immediately," Kenneth shouted at me.

I was truly baffled. How could I have ever fallen for him? What terrible luck. After venting my frustrations about the terrible things I'd encountered to my best friend over the phone, I slowly drifted off to sleep.