Once someone doesn't love you anymore, you can't even breathe.
I am a full-time housewife who likes to keep my home spotless and cook nutritious and healthy meals in a variety of ways. I thought this was love and responsibility for the family, but my husband couldn't bear it and wanted to divorce me.
After the divorce, the handsome and rich little puppy pursued me relentlessly. My ex-husband was so regretful that he knelt down in public and begged me for forgiveness.
The little puppy directly hugged my waist with one hand, carried me into the sports car, hit the accelerator and drove away, leaving him alone with a loss of face. Now that I am so arrogant, how can I take another look at you, a sloppy old man? Hahahahaha
