After Losing My Leg, I Decided to Divorce My Wife

On our third wedding anniversary, Gu Yunshu agreed to go with me to the snowy mountains. That night, an avalanche struck. I desperately shielded her tent, but I was buried for a day and a night in the snow at minus thirty degrees. Later, she appeared in my hospital room with her arm linked through that of her assistant, the man she had always loved. Her gaze fell on my frostbitten, crippled leg. “We...”

“Let’s get divorced,” I said calmly, looking at her.