
Prisoner in a Cell
by Shibuzhi
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My husband and I filed for divorce, and his first reaction was not rejection but silence. When he pulled up a chair and sat beside the hospital bed, I realized that my heart was still beating very fast. Damn it, I must not be deceived by beauty at the critical moment! Thinking about it, I pinched my thigh, and as soon as I frowned, he took my hand. "Tell me your reasons!" He was so calm. "There is no reason to want to live a free and easy life alone." "You mean to give me your daughter?" He set a trap for me. "What a wonderful idea you have!" "Then you said you were alone." He pretended to be innocent and coughed lightly, "Actually, I can be the same as my daughter at critical moments." "What's the same?" I asked, not knowing that after jumping over the first pit, I fell into the second pit. "Be a drag on your second marriage!" "Bah, your daughter is the loser." I said viciously subconsciously, and I saw that he was overjoyed. He immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and wanted to say something back, but ran out of words for a moment, so he could only hold his neck in disbelief: "Who said I was going to have a second marriage!" Just as he was embarrassed, his upper body suddenly leaned toward me, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the back of my neck. When I came to my senses, we were already forehead to forehead with him. Before I could reach out and push her away, I heard him chuckle and say, "I knew my wife would be loyal to me. What a coincidence, so am I! So I won't divorce her after this marriage!"
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