I did not know what I did wrong and he did not explain to me the reason.
A year after we got married, I was pregnant and he was even more unreasonable. He stayed out every night and openly brought his childhood sweetheart out in public, not caring at all what others thought of me.
It was not that I had not cried and made a fuss before, but Caesario just looked at me with a disdainful and cold smile on his face.
"Whether it's Ms. Roberts' position or children, I've given you everything you want. What else do you have to make a fuss about?"
"Serena, do you know? Your tears only make me sick."
From that day on, I no longer looked for a reason, nor did I care about my husband fooling around outside. I just focused on raising and taking care of my children.
After seven years of marriage, he did not love me or my children.
I thought that the days would pass slowly like this and as long as I had my children around me, my life would always have hope.
But now, I had even lost my children.
Early in the morning, Leander and Madison took me to the funeral home.