Maybe Mina is right; love isn't everything for a woman. I should learn to seek a new life.
Thoughts can be abundant, but putting them into action is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
I just made up my mind to improve myself, but stepping into the vast sea of books, I didn't even know where to start. In the end, I chose a few self-help books for women.
They were filled with motivational content, and indeed, they stirred my emotions. I even thought about immediately talking to Xiao Minxing about divorce and starting my own fulfilling life like those people in the books.
But divorce is also a huge challenge for me right now. He is strong-willed, and I feel incredibly weak in front of him. How can I persuade him to divorce me so I can find my own path?
Thinking of this, I went back to look for books about divorce.
There were countless options—emotional, rational, interpersonal, legal—various types available. I could only pick two from each category and seriously read them at the edge of my desk.
There were so many cases—strange ones, classic ones, and even situations like mine with Xiao Minxing. However, when it came down to reality, there were always issues that made implementation difficult.
I had no choice but to continue searching for answers in the books.
Someone sat across from me and reached out to take one of the books from my desk.
I didn't even look up, still immersed in the entanglement of divorce, and casually asked, "You want a divorce too?"
The other person snorted coldly and replied, "I don't want one; my wife does."
I suddenly jumped up from my chair, staring wide-eyed at the person in front of me.
Yes, it was Xiao Minxing. He sat calmly across from me, holding the book I had seen before, his gaze restrained, and the gloomy look in his eyes quickly hidden deep within.
The calmness was even more terrifying. I stood there, unsure of what to do.
Most importantly, I had reacted too strongly just now, and several people nearby who were reading had turned to look at me. In an instant, I had become a lunatic in everyone’s eyes, disturbing the public order.
The books on the table were even more embarrassing; they were all about how to successfully get rid of a man and regain marital freedom, while the subject was sitting right there.
In a panic, I hurriedly picked up the books and put them back on the shelf. When I returned, Xiao Minxing was still sitting there, his eyelids lowered as he flipped through the book in his hands, looking very serious. I felt a chill run down my spine and wished I could find a hole to hide in.
When he stood up, there was no sign of anger or joy; he didn’t even glance at me. He returned the book and walked straight outside.
I hurriedly followed him out and saw that he had already gotten into his car.
The atmosphere was tense, like the calm before a storm.
But what could be done to resolve this?
He rolled down the car window and said heavily from inside, “Get in.”
I scrambled into the car, and with one press of the gas pedal, he sped out of the bookstore parking lot.
The car was astonishingly fast, racing down the highway without a clear destination.
I was terrified, gripping the edge of the seat tightly, my eyes darting between the outside and his face, too scared to speak.
Xiao Minxing's voice was even colder: "Didn't the book tell you that the quickest way to end a marriage is through death?"
My heart nearly stopped as I stared at the man in front of me, wondering if he really intended to kill me this way. But he was in the car too; if something really happened, wouldn't he...?
I couldn't bear to think further and stammered, "I didn't! I was just curious; I really didn't mean it."
"Didn't? Curious? Mrs. Xiao, do you really not want to divorce me but just want to find a sense of existence this way?" His eyes were fixed ahead, his voice like shards of ice piercing my heart—cold and painful.
Tears were streaming down my face as I unconsciously repeated, "I didn't."
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