Here's the English translation of the text: "Two months into our marriage, my husband proposed a shared expenses system (AA system). All living expenses, support for parents, social obligations, childcare costs, etc., would be split evenly. I accepted. However, later on, he couldn't handle it himself. He begged me to support him! I kicked him out with one swift move. 'Get lost!'"
Two months into our marriage, my husband suggested we split all expenses equally. This included living costs, supporting our parents, social obligations, and raising children.
I agreed.
Later, he couldn't handle it, and begged me to support him.
I kicked him away.
"Get out of here!"
Recently, my father, Anthony Clark, fell ill.
The doctor informed me that after insurance, we still needed over 100, 000 dollars for the surgery.
I regretted buying a new car last month.
I called my husband, Gavin Russell. "Honey, can you lend me 100, 000 dollars? Anthony needs surgery."
"We're already splitting everything equally. Each of us should handle our own responsibilities," Gavin replied, colder than a stranger.
I bit my lip, trying to stay calm. "I said lend, not give!"
"I don't have it. Figure it out yourself." He hung up without a word of concern. Furious, I threw my bag onto the chair. What kind of mess did I get myself into?
"Cindy, did you get the money?" My mom, Lisa Clark, heard the commotion and asked from the hallway.
"Yes, don't worry!"
I had no choice but to call my boss. "Boss, I have a commission of 70, 000 dollars from last quarter that hasn't been paid. Can I get an advance?"
"What's wrong?"
I explained Anthony's situation to him.
"Alright, I'll make an exception for you. If it's not enough, I'll lend you some personally."
Seeing 100, 000 dollars in my bank account, I covered my face and cried.
What had marriage given me? Nothing but chaos.
It wasn't as rewarding as the respect and trust earned through my own hard work.
Four years ago, I married Gavin.
I was a hopeless romantic, captivated by his good looks since college.
Despite my parents' objections, thinking Gavin hadn't been reliable.
Even though his family didn't offer a traditional marriage gift from the groom's family, I believed love was priceless.
I was willing to offer a house as the gift for our marriage.
But after marriage, he suggested we split all expenses equally. This included living costs, supporting our parents, social obligations, and raising children.
I was surprised and didn't understand.
Although we both worked and had our own incomes, I never asked him for living expenses. We lived carefree, sometimes paying for utilities while he paid for gas. I bought groceries and oil, then he bought daily necessities.
I never cared to calculate who had contributed more.
But Gavin kept a little notebook, recording every expense.
After two months, he probably felt he was at a disadvantage.
But weren't couples supposed to weather storms together? Was there a need to be so calculative?
Gavin confidently persuaded me.
"Many people abroad do this. It's modern and reduces conflicts."
"But it feels more like a partnership than a marriage."
"Marriage is about choosing the right partner. Besides love, we must think long-term."
I began to reflect on our dating period. It seemed I spent more, but I never calculated it.
Since that was the case, I decided to give it a try.
From then on, Gavin recorded every bill and split everything with me, down to the exact cent.
A year later, I got pregnant.
I had severe pregnancy vomiting and rested at home after six months.
I applied for unpaid leave from work since maternity leave hadn't started.
During that time, Gavin's face was gloomy. I thought he was worried about my health, but it turned out he was concerned about my income.
"We're splitting everything equally, you know. I can't help you since you're not earning these months."
I frowned. This was even harsher than splitting every penny with one's own brother.
Seeing I didn't respond, Gavin anxiously explained further. "You have savings, right? They should last a few months."
I made a list, including formula, diapers, baby clothes, bottles, a stroller and so on.
"These are all necessary expenses. You buy them first, and I'll pay you back later."
Gavin frowned even more. He clearly hadn't planned for these costs.
"That's a lot of expenses. I don't have the money."
"Where did your money go?"
Gavin glared at me, dissatisfied.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"