Kelly then put away her mood proudly, glanced at me with contempt, then stood up and left the table. When she passed Adam, she ran her fingers under her pants and walked out.
I didn't take the food that Adam fed me, but picked up the chopsticks and pretended not to see it and picked up something else to eat. Adam thought I was still sulking and insisted on taking me out after I finished my meal.
Adam chartered a yacht and invited many friends, saying that he was holding a grand birthday party for me. Along the way, Adam held my hand tightly, fearing that I would fall and kept talking about our sweet memories.
I didn't say anything and my heart was filled with irony and pain. I once thought that I would grow old with her and never leave her, but in the end it was a joke. Adam liked excitement and preferred young bodies. He had forgotten the vows we made when we got married.
Walking into the yacht from the outside, the road was covered with delicate and beautiful rose petals. Adam knew that I always hated roses, but Kelly liked them, so these rose petals were prepared for her! How ironic, it was said that it was only for my birthday, I was afraid it was just another lie.