Dad retreated awkwardly, and the farce finally came to an end.
After this farce, the relationship between Dad and Tammy became public.
Without hesitation, Dad packed his stuff and went straight to Tammy's house.
As he was about to leave with his suitcase, Mom coldly said, "Let's get a divorce."
Dad scoffed. "If it weren't for Tammy's kindness and her reluctance to hurt you, I would have divorced you."
Without a trace of reluctance, he walked out of the home he had lived in for twelve years.
After he left, Mom locked herself in her room for a long time.
I pressed my ear to the door but heard nothing, fearing that Mom might be in despair.
I gently opened the door and saw Mom sitting alone on the edge of the bed.
She lowered her head and sobbed silently.
My heart was broken when I saw her crying.
I went over and tightly hugged her shoulders.
After a long while of crying, she began to speak to herself.
"I always knew he had a lover in his heart, someone disdained him and married to a wealthy man. She had brought him pain.
"But I didn't expect him to treat me like a fool, pretending to be dead, borrowing money—how could I not know his intentions?