Tags: #MutuallyFaithful #MarriageFirstLoveLater #WinBackYourWife #AbstinentJudge #Lawyer
On the night of my divorce, I flirted with a ridiculously handsome guy at a bar.
“Big sister’s in a bad mood today. I need a man to… help me blow off some steam.”
She reached out and rested a fingertip on his Adam’s apple, feeling the raised bump shift beneath her touch. “Tonight, I’m only asking if you’re willing.”
“I don’t touch drunk women.”
He turned me down, but handed me a room key card. “Make your decision when you’re sober.”
Only the next day did I find out he was the youngest presiding judge in the Supreme Court, and the rumored cold-faced “King of Hell” cousin of my ex-husband, who wanted nothing to do with women.
He slid a contract across the table to me.
“Sign it. I’ll back you up, and you can make your ex-husband furious.”
I signed without hesitation. From then on, I watched my ex and his scheming mistress lower their heads and call me “cousin-in-law.”
He made me breakfast, drove me to and from work, and took the mistress apart. He was perfect, like a carefully laid trap.
Until I accidentally discovered a yellowed candy wrapper from eighteen years ago and a child’s hair clip locked in a drawer in his study.
“That candy,” he said, “was the sweetest thing I’ve tasted in eighteen years.”
“Shen Qingci, ever since you gave me that candy when you were eight, every second I’ve been alive has been spent scheming how to love you legally for the rest of my life.”
I left without looking back.
And that lofty judge finally fell to his knees in the rain, his voice hoarse.
“I can give up everything… as long as you’ll turn around and look at me once.”
One piece of candy, remembered for eighteen years.
A scheme that began with redemption and ended in deep love.
