Married by Mistake Mr-Whitmans Sinner Wife

In the darkness, Julia Gu looked at the man sleeping deeply beside her, his back turned to her. The words "lets get a divorce" lingered on her tongue, but she couldnt bring herself to say them.

Julia, youre such a fool, she chided herself. He has no feelings left for you, yet here you are, pathetically hoping to give him another chance. Havent you given him hundreds of opportunities already? But no, he never took the chance to make things right. Instead, he became more and more unbridled.

Tears silently dampened her pillow.

The man, oblivious to Julias thoughts, reached out and wrapped his arm around her.

The unexpected touch made her jolt, but she was too lost in her own turmoil to respond.

Her internal struggle plunged her into an icy abyss, while the mans arm was a burning brand that could incinerate everything it touched.

Caught between these two torments, she was in agony. Before she could make sense of her feelings, the man next to her seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also an indescribable sense of disappointment.

It was indeed heartlessness that made him indifferent to whether she was there or not. He didnt even care to wonder why she was so still.

In the morning, as the warm sunlight shone outside, inside the room, a man and a woman woke up in each others arms.

The honeyed hues of the morning light stunned Julia until the sound of the bathroom door closing interrupted her daze.

The bitter words "good morning" were left unsaid as she watched the disheveled bed, still smelling of the previous nights extravagance. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists!

Soon, Jason Zhai emerged.

His cold, handsome face and his tall, slender figure, only a towel around his waist.

Julia watched Jason dress without blinking, and as he was about to leave, she stopped him.

"Jason."

Her voice trembled slightly.

Jason, who had reached the door, stood still but did not turn around.

Julia knew he was giving her a chance to speak.

"We should get a divorce!"

The words came out, and she quickly lowered her head, not wanting Jason to see her vulnerability. It could also be said that she was just scared!

With her head down, she didnt notice Jasons body stiffen by the door, his hand gripping the doorknob until his knuckles turned white.

Last night, Julia had been very passionate! He hadnt paid attention, but now, as smart as he was, he understood instantly.

She had treated last night as the last time.

Divorce?

He turned back to the bedside, looking down at Julia, whose fair skin still bore the marks he had left the night before.

"Why?" he asked suddenly, which stunned Julia for a moment, not understanding why he would ask that.

"I dont love you anymore!" she said, remembering thats what she had told him.

But in her heart, she was desperately denying it. It wasnt that she didnt love him anymore; it was that she was afraid to love him.

Eight years had turned their relationship from affectionate to not even having a conversation.

The change was just a moment, and she was tired, not wanting to persist anymore.

Not seeing the fleeting change in Jasons eyes, she continued, "I dont want anything. I just want the children."

They had two children, a son and a daughter.

She could give up money, but not her children.

"Youre dreaming!" After a long while, thats what Jason said. "Divorce is fine, you can ask for anything. But not the children."

Julia looked up sharply, looking at the mans cold face in disbelief.

So, divorce was okay, but she couldnt take the children away?

"Think it through and then come talk to me."

She couldnt bear to be without her children, so she wouldnt mention divorce again, would she?

Sending the children to Sunny Kids Preschool, watching them happily run towards their friends, Julia felt both happy and bitter.