Post Date December, 03 2023
I can't accept the fact that my husband wants to divorce me.
My husband and I both have companies located far away in the suburbs. After we got married, we temporarily rented out and lived in a new farmer's village. After the road was repaired, we were ready to move to the city, where the houses were all purchased. Who knows, this has become my sad place, and the first argument with my husband happened here.
On that Sunday, my husband came back from overtime and watched me play mahjong with several neighbors downstairs. He ignored me and went straight upstairs. I thought my husband was tired and didn't take it personally, but later he gave me a hard time scolding. My husband said that I was now a housewife and was actively approaching my neighbors in order to get along. I know my husband is disgusted at me because most of the people living in the new farmers' village are farmers who have been expropriated their land, but do I think it necessary for my husband to become so angry?
My husband is accusing me more and more frequently, saying that I don't like dressing up, that I don't like cleaning the room, that my waist length is about to catch up with my leg length, and in a word, that I was sentenced to two before marriage.
On the other day, he pointed at my nose and angrily accused me of saying that he didn't want to hear me say something bad about the Eastern and Western families. Just because this community always watches an old man drive to pick up a very young girl, I told my husband that this girl must be the mistress of an old man, and he got so angry.
I don't want to mention these things again. Let's talk about why my husband wants to divorce me!
That evening, my husband and I were in good spirits, taking a walk together, and visiting a leader in the company. After returning, I fell into bed and watched TV. After taking a shower, my husband asked me why I didn't take a shower? I said I'm too lazy to move. My husband shook his head and went to bed to give me a back ridge.
"I patted my husband, but he didn't respond. I reached out to tickle him, which made him react a bit. He turned around and, when he reached out his arm to hug me, coughed. Speaking of this, I was really embarrassed, I actually farted in the bed.".
"Who knows, my husband's reaction was so strong that he suddenly lifted the quilt and pointed at me and said, 'Get out of bed, get out of bed.'". I'm so stupid, my husband must be crazy!
That night, my husband was sleeping alone in the living room. I didn't know when he left the next day. I only saw a divorce agreement on the coffee table and a shocking line of text that made me unbearable: "I can't live with a woman who farts in the bed all my life..."
(Intern editor: Lai Jiaxing)
