she worked overtime every day, and her excuse was to help Pierre finish his work.
I asked angrily, "Can't he finish the work by himself?"
But Fiona accused me of being petty.
"Pierre is new here and is unfamiliar with the environment. I should help him.
"You are too petty. You are destined to achieve nothing."
After we had a fight, she slammed the door and left, with her eyes full of contempt.
That night, she did not return home, and her phone was turned off.
When I went to find her, I saw Pierre's car in the hotel opposite their company.
The next day, I saw Pierre's post. It was a photo of the two of them face to face.
He said: [The person who cares about you will always be by your side.]
Many people liked and left comments.
[Fiona has finally figured it out. Pierre is the best for you.]
[It looks like she is getting divorced. Congratulations.]
In the past, I would definitely question Fiona, but at that moment, I no longer had that impulse.
I just felt that this marriage was tiring.
The event ended at nine o'clock, but Fiona didn't come back until eleven o'clock. During those two hours, I had no idea what she was doing.