In the fifth year after marriage, Chen Shuxuan had an affair.
The woman's name was Gu Yuwei, a daughter of a wealthy family, with fair skin and beauty. It was said that she had helped him win several big projects.
He immediately filed for divorce, but I didn't agree.
In the next three years, he brought it up ninety-nine times, but I refused every time, stubbornly believing that we still had room for redemption.
Until the news came that Gu Yuwei was pregnant.
Chen Shuxuan couldn't bear it any longer and uncovered my scars one by one:
"Su Xiaoyue, you were left with a hidden illness in the car accident. I have done my best to not dislike you!"
"If you can't give birth to a child, why don't you let my child have a complete family?"
Everyone around me was trying to persuade me, saying that a man's career was on the rise, and I was old and infertile, so I should be considerate of him.
I nodded: "This is the 99th divorce, I agree."
