I was married to Jiang Siwen for seven years.
He kept the promise he made to me back then and gave me a life of plenty.
Everyone said he loved me dearly and would never forget his promise.
Then I found out I was sick, with only three months left to live.
I wanted to go with him to a place we had once promised to visit together.
He just transferred me a hundred thousand and brushed me off. “Be good. I’m busy. I’ll take you next time.”
I really thought he was too busy to make time for me.
I never expected to see photos online of him traveling with another woman.
When I brought up divorce, he thought I was just making a fuss.
He said dismissively, “Xia Zhi, do you think you can survive without me now?”
I wasn’t going to survive anyway.
