"I've thought about this for a long time, and I've decided to divorce you; it's the best way out I can think of."
Chen Zhi blurted out all at once, feeling faint and powerless. She wasn't lying—she did live in constant fear every day.
Who could possibly control Si Ye?
When he's pleased, he could lift you up to the heavens, but when he's displeased, he could discard you like an old shoe.
She always worried that one day, when his affection faded, she would be mercilessly abandoned by him.
In this world, there is no such thing as true love. Especially the vows of men—they are the least reliable. Today he might swear to move mountains and seas for you, and tomorrow he might do the same for someone else.
When he's good to you, he really is good to you.
But once the passion is gone, the feelings no longer exist; all that kindness can be retracted, turning past affections into a sword that stabs a woman's heart.
