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At night, Ethan went back home, feeling tired.
Seeing there was still no one in the house, he showed an ugly face. He took out his phone and opened my chat interface, and the last message was the one he sent me in the morning.
Ethan felt irritated as if something was strangling his neck and making it difficult for him to breathe.
He pulled his tie open and felt the air, allowing him to breathe briefly.
Ethan opened his phone and sent me another message.
[Yolanda, you should stop messing around. Do you know that Chris blamed me today? Are you very proud that someone can support you?]
[I’ll tell you one last time. If you don’t come back, then never come back.]
I sat next to Ethan, watching him staring at his phone, and I found it funny.
In the past, I was afraid that Chris and Ethan would have a conflict because of me, so I always tried to be a peacemaker between them and take all the blame on myself.
However, Ethan belittled and insulted me again and again.
Now that I was gone, he couldn’t stand it.
This was just the beginning. If Chris knew that I was dead, he would take revenge on Ethan.
Not receiving a reply for a long time, Ethan threw his phone aside and lay on the sofa.
After a while, he frowned and his face turned pale and ugly.
Ethan held his stomach tightly with one hand and waved his other hand in the air
“Yolanda, I have a stomachache. Bring me the medicine.”
After he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes. The room was still dark and quiet.
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Ethan stood up dejectedly and went to look for the medicine box, but he couldn’t find it anywhere after searching the living room.
In the past, I would help him with all these things. As long as he
frowned, I could tell he was feeling unwell.
Worried about his stomach problems, I, a person who had never done housework, started cooking for him.
Ethan came to the master bedroom and found his stomach medicine ́
in the bedside table.
There were several kinds of stomach medicine in it. Ethan took them
out, but he didn’t know how to take them.
After opening the instruction manual, he suddenly picked up all the medicines and threw them out fiercely.
In an instant, he seemed to have found an outlet for his anger and threw the wedding photo on the bedside table out.
The photo frame shattered into pieces, and glass splashed everywhere.
Ethan still felt unsatisfied, so he picked up his phone and dialed my number.
The call couldn’t be connected.
Ethan sent me another message angrily.
[Yolanda, I’ll give you one last chance. If you don’t come back, we’ll get a divorce.]
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