In the fourth year of marriage, I finally decided to quit my job and prepare for pregnancy, but I found out that my husband was having an affair with a nurse in the same department. When I was trying to conceive a child, he refused to let me go out to see the nurse in the middle of the night, saying that the disinfectant on my body smelled disgusting. I gave up completely and wanted a divorce, but my mother said that I was ignorant. I chose to forgive my husband and start over, announcing the good news of my pregnancy at my birthday party. Halfway through the party, he was hanging out with a nurse in the same hotel. This time, I decided not to give him any face, and took everyone upstairs to catch him. After I successfully divorced him, he and his mistress were punished, and I was beautiful alone.
