"If you divorce me, the only person you can find is a cripple like him." Xu Mao looked at the two of them with contempt, his eyes full of scorn and envy.
"Yes. I'd rather marry someone who can't walk than have anything more to do with you." Remembering the days and nights of Xu Mao's emotional abuse, Mi Jia felt the memories catch in her throat. He had taken up with another woman, yet still forced her to be the one to bring up divorce.
"If you don't get President Feng to sign the contract for me, I'll tell everyone what a disgrace you are. I'll sue you for compensation for the years of youth I wasted married to you. You'll make up every loss I suffer from losing that contract." Xu Mao was so enraged and humiliated that his eyes turned red.
"Fine. President Feng has already made a new agreement with me," Mi Jia said with a faint smile. She was no longer the weak woman Xu Mao could bully and exploit at will. "And don't forget, Chen Liangxian is a lawyer too."
On that chilly night, with a sky full of stars above her, a woman had once made a heartfelt wish: "May I finally meet a good man and share a lifetime of happiness with him."
