My Wife Kissed Her First Love in Public, So I Filed for Divorce

I toyed with a cigarette in one hand, my eyes locked on the comments under that Instagram post. More than ten minutes passed before I turned off my phone.

The page reflected the wedding photo hanging on the wall, and it looked a little ironic. For an entire night, my wife, Bella, vanished without a trace.

She didn’t answer my calls or reply to my texts.

I sat on the couch and couldn’t fall asleep for a long time, my mind constantly replaying the moments when we used to love each other.

That night, when I got off work and opened the door the next evening, I was about to change my shoes at the entryway when I saw Bella sitting on the couch.

She looked pretty upset, like she was angry.

I ignored her completely and walked straight past her, heading to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. “Ethan!” She kicked the coffee table in front of her and glared at me with barely restrained anger. “What the hell did you post on Instagram last night?” I picked up the water on the table and took a sip, looking completely normal. “What did I post?

Wasn’t it the truth?

Since you like Ryan that much, what’s wrong with me wishing you a long and happy marriage?” After hearing that, she frowned. “Can’t your brain hold anything besides romance all day long?

Ryan and I are just friends. It’s not as dirty as you’re making it sound!” “Friends?

Have you ever seen ordinary friends holding each other and kissing?” Bella’s eyes instantly reddened. She looked wronged and hurt. “It was just a game with a few friends we knew.

A loss is a loss. It’s not like I can’t handle that.” I let out a cold laugh.

Every time we fought, Bella would make this kind of wronged expression, and for some reason, I could never stand it.

The second I saw her cry, I’d hurry over like a fool to comfort her. But this time, I didn’t want to give in anymore.

I just quietly watched to see when her clumsy act would finally end. Seeing how cold I was, Bella’s face changed instantly. We’d been married for five years.

Whatever Bella said, I did it. I tried to satisfy her as much as possible no matter what it was.

Maybe over the years she had completely figured out my temper, so she’d been acting however she wanted. But this time, she’d personally put a green hat on my head.

As a man, I still had my pride! “Ethan, can you stop acting like a woman and nagging like this? I already told you the kiss was just part of a game.

Besides, Ryan had his hand blocking my lips at the time, and he didn’t even really touch me. It’s been five years.

Do we really not have even this much trust?” She was crying as she spoke, and in the end her tone softened. “I know you feel bad after seeing that video.

I’ll contact someone to delete it. Please don’t be mad, okay?” I looked at Bella, and a chill flashed deep in my eyes. That video had almost no blind spots from 360 degrees.

There was no way Ryan’s hand was blocking her lips. The more Bella explained, the more I felt like something was going on between them. “Everyone under it was blessing you two.

You still want to delete it?” I let out a soft scoff, my voice full of disappointment in her. “Ethan! I’ve already backed down. What else do you want?

Are you trying to force me to my death?” Very calmly, I took the divorce agreement I had prepared last night out of the living room drawer. “Sign it... let’s just treat it as a peaceful ending after these five years.” Bella took a few steps closer.

When she saw the words divorce agreement, her eyes widened in disbelief. “Ethan, are you sick in the head? Do you even know what you’re doing?” Yes! I was sick in the head!

But wasn’t this exactly what Bella wanted to see? I’d tolerated everything for five years after we got married, only to get one betrayal after another from her.

Five years of sincerity in exchange for a green hat. Any man would be unable to accept that!

Being able to sit here and talk to her calmly about divorce while holding back my temper was already my absolute limit!

Actually, over these five years, I could tell that there had always been a place in Bella’s heart reserved for Ryan. For her, no one could shake that place.

Thinking about it now, I was really stupid. I had noticed it a long time ago, yet I kept lying to myself again and again in the name of love.

Half a year ago, I saw a conversation between her and Ryan on a friend’s Instagram post. Ryan posted a very emo caption: I missed it in this life.

I regret it deeply, and I’m heartbroken. Then Bella commented below: There was nothing wrong with our love. We were just missing a little luck.

Now I have my own life, but there’s not a trace of passion in it.

So many times I’ve wondered, if our parents hadn’t opposed us back then, would we be the enviable couple we are now? When I saw that comment, I was completely stunned.

Actually, my relationship with Bella had always been pretty good. It wasn’t at all like she said, with no passion whatsoever.

Everything she said only started after Ryan showed up in our lives. She started coming home late and going on frequent business trips.

And for the past six months, in order to see her more and talk to her more, I began reversing my sleep schedule and wrecking my body.

Even after I put in all that effort, our relationship didn’t improve. Instead, it got worse and worse, and her life seemed to contain only Ryan.

Gradually, I also realized that Bella’s heart had already shifted. She had shifted toward Ryan without any reason at all.

Her words, her actions, her whole self no longer belonged to me. Every time I lay alone in bed late at night, I wondered if maybe, if I just worked a little harder, she’d look back.

If I made myself the best I could be and gave Bella nothing to criticize, would she look back at me? But I was wrong.

She kept proving with her actions that Ryan’s place in her heart was higher than mine, and I had already been pushed to the edge.

On this day three months ago, while she was in the shower, I secretly checked her phone and saw her chat history with Ryan again. I could no longer keep deceiving myself.

Every single word between them looked shamelessly intimate to me, the content direct and explicit.

Even when I confronted her, she could still say “We’re just friends” with a straight face.

I kept breaking my own boundaries for Bella again and again, while she kept dancing on the edge of my red line, trampling on my feelings.

Thinking about it now, it was really fucking stupid! It was also from that day on that I began investigating Ryan. Ryan was a local in City B.

He’d known Bella since middle school, and the reason they never ended up together was because Ryan’s parents opposed it.

His family had been in business for three generations and was well off. Even though Bella’s family also ran a small shop, in Ryan’s parents’ eyes, they were still beneath the table.

I heard that when they were in college and still deeply in love, Ryan’s parents directly sent him overseas to separate them.

After that, Bella could never find any trace of him again. Some people even said Ryan had simply vanished from the face of the earth.

As for me, my family background was also pretty good. The reason I met Bella was because her family needed a storefront and came looking at the mall my family owned.

The first time I saw Bella, I was attracted to her immediately. Back then, I didn’t confess my feelings to her.

First, because we had just met and still needed more time to get to know each other. Second, I was afraid that being too hasty would make her think I was a casual guy.

Instead, Bella was the one who came to me first and added my contact. And later, we naturally ended up together.

My parents had also opposed it at first, but they couldn’t beat how much I liked her, so in the end they gave in.

At the beginning, our life was very happy and full of ritual, but the only regrettable thing was probably that after five years, we still didn’t have a child of our own.

My parents brought it up to me many times too, but every time, I would first follow Bella’s wishes. If she didn’t want it, I wouldn’t force her.

I knew I hadn’t done enough myself and hadn’t given her enough security. I could wait, wait until she had no worries left and was willing to have a child with me.

Even if we ended up being childfree for life, I would still respect her. But with something like this, I found out it wasn’t something I could fix just by trying.

Just like with love—no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake Ryan’s place in her heart. My thoughts came back to me, and I pushed the divorce agreement toward her again. “Ethan!

Enough. Are you trying to get my attention this way?” “Isn’t it just because of Ryan? You can be jealous, but there has to be a limit.

Don’t push my bottom line!” She snatched the divorce agreement from my hand, tore it to pieces, and threw it in my face before walking away without looking back.

As she passed me, I clearly smelled the scent of cologne mixed with a faint hint of tobacco. That was Ryan’s scent. I had smelled it countless times on her car before.

After Bella left, I was the only one sitting on the couch, just like last night when I sat there alone waiting for her to come home.

I had never imagined that my marriage with her would end up like this. Five years of affection had turned into nothing but endless arguments.

I called my lawyer again to prepare another divorce agreement. Just after hanging up, my gaze drifted to a slip of paper tucked into the corner of the couch.

I hadn’t gone to the hospital these past few days, and no one else had come over, so that test result was probably Bella’s.

I walked over, picked up the report, and took one look before stumbling back a few steps in disbelief.

The thing I had been thinking about for five years had become reality at this very moment. She was pregnant! When I saw the words pregnant, my hands were trembling with excitement.

I immediately ran into the bedroom to Bella.

When she saw me come in, she froze for a moment, then her gaze fell on the pregnancy test paper in my hand. “Bella, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” If I had known about this baby earlier, maybe things between us could have improved. “You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” I forced down my excitement as much as I could, afraid I might scare her and the baby.

She lowered her head and stayed silent for a long time before finally speaking. “You were really scary out there just now, and you even said you wanted a divorce.

I was going to tell you the good news, but I was scared, so I hid it. I didn’t expect you’d still find out.” Her words made me feel a little guilty for a moment.

I reached out and pulled her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think this through. I’ve figured it out now.

The fact that God gave us a child at this time means He’s giving us another chance.” “Bella, I really care about you too much, so I doubted you.

I’m sorry.” She reached out and hugged me back, and in that instant, it was the happiest moment I’d had in the past six months. “Okay.

Let’s welcome this new life together.” I nodded. From that night on, I went back to being the perfect husband, even taking care of all her meals personally.

Whatever she wanted, I gave her. I even bought her a house.

Thinking of the child in her belly filled me with sweetness, but sometimes when I saw Bella’s eyes dart away, a bad feeling would rise up in my heart again.

Although her attitude toward me had improved, she seemed to be very resistant in some areas. Every time I lay on her stomach to feel the little life inside, she refused.

Her reason was that the baby was still too small and couldn’t be felt at all. It went on until she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and I rushed her to the hospital.

After getting everything settled, I went back to the company the next day. For two full days, I barely slept as I ran myself ragged.

When I went to the hospital, I even detoured several miles to buy her favorite braised short ribs.

Just as I reached the hospital, before I even got to bring them in, I heard laughter coming from inside the room. “What are you doing? Stop kissing me.

Don’t forget I’ve still got another baby in here.” “I already asked the doctor. You can have sex while you’re pregnant.

I’ll be careful.” Listening to their conversation inside, the food in my hands dropped to the floor all at once.