In two years of marriage, he had never remembered that I hated scallions. When I invited him to see a new film, he always had an excuse.
I told him I was unhappy and... he called me petty.
“Nancy’s like my little sister. Stop thinking so negatively!”
He even gave her a spare key to our apartment.
One afternoon, I came home from grocery shopping to find Nancy in my study, doodling all over my design work.
Edwin just shrugged. “They’re only sketches. Just draw them again.”
Last month, I found out I was pregnant.
When I went to the hospital for a follow-up, Nancy got my appointment time wrong. I ended up fasting for five hours and finally fainted from low blood sugar.
When I came to, I couldn’t help but complain.
Edwin defended her immediately. “Nancy’s busy, she just forgot. You’re the one with poor health—so why are 'you' blaming her?”
Five years of giving him my whole heart had taught me one thing—some people’s hearts will never warm, no matter how much you try.
That night, I messaged my old college senior overseas. “I’ll take the job at your company. I can start next month.”
The next morning, a breakfast delivery arrived.