5

After lunch, I lay down with my eyes closed. When I was drowsy, the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Eric? I want to talk to you." A slightly provocative voice came from the phone. It was Jason.

"You're sick." I hung up the phone.

Who knew he would call me again, and I hung up and blocked him. But I underestimated how difficult he was to deal with, and he changed his number and called me again.

"I just want to talk to you about Sister Zhenzhen. What are you afraid of? Are you feeling guilty? You are about to get a divorce, but you are still pestering her. You said you want a divorce, but you are actually playing hard to get, right? Don't think that you are pretending well and that your sister will be fooled by you. I won't!"

I pulled the corners of my mouth and ignored his childish and cowardly roar. Last night, Rachel called my name to drive him away, and I am afraid that he lost face. But no matter what the reason, he has no right to act wild in front of me.

"Rachel and I are a legal couple. Whether or not we get divorced is our private matter. Who are you? Are all third parties so ignorant of the world? Do you need me to publicize your glorious deeds? I'm quite curious about how your company and school will handle this matter."

The phone suddenly went quiet, and I sneered: "I'm not interested in knowing about your and Rachel 's mess. You'd better not be so cheap in front of me! I won't be so easy to talk to next time."

After hanging up the phone this time, Jason didn't call again. It seems that he is much smarter than me and knows that love is not everything in life.

I really didn't blame him for my divorce from Rachel. I knew that Rachel didn't love me. But if she had a little respect for me, this wouldn't have happened. It's a pity that I, her husband, didn't mean anything to her.

Who knew that just after I hung up the phone with Jason, Rachel called me again and asked me to meet her at the coffee shop. She was a little fidgety and hesitated for a long time before she squeezed out a sentence: "I ordered your favorite Mandheling, do you like it?"

I pursed my lips and looked at her. I found Rachel 's cautious look a little funny. What happened? Did she drink too much yesterday and get stupid?

I never thought that there would be a day when Rachel would show her affection to me. It's really rare to see such a thing. Seeing that I didn't say anything, she said anxiously with a nervous look: " Eric , I won't contact Jason anymore . When his internship is over, I will tell the company that he is not suitable and will not let him stay."

I frowned and sneered: "What happened between you and Jason has nothing to do with me, don't tell me."

"There's really nothing between him and me. I've never done anything to let you down. Eric, why don't you believe me?" Rachel tried to explain.

Yes, you didn't do anything out of line. Last night, Rachel pushed me away. But so what? No matter what happened between Rachel and Jason , the fact that Rachel didn't love me would not change.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down: "I stayed here for the divorce certificate, and I came to see you for the divorce, that's all."

My calmness angered Rachel, and she shrieked, "Eric, what did you say when you proposed to me? You said you would never leave me, and you said you would treat me well for the rest of your life! Is this how you treat me?"

I ignored her, and she continued to yell at me: "Do you have someone you like? Do you?"

Everyone in the cafe looked at us. I interrupted Rachel and said, "You don't need to change the point. You know I don't have anyone I like, and you also know that I didn't file for divorce because of Jason . You know what I care about, right?" Rachel 's eyes wandered around, not daring to look at me. I pushed the coffee in front of her: " Rachel , I don't sleep well, and I haven't drunk coffee for a long time."

Rachel looked at me blankly, and suddenly burst into tears. Loving someone is a wonderful thing. It makes you lose yourself and your judgment, and you are still happy even if you are covered in wounds. But loving yourself seems to feel pretty good too. I want to love myself more for the rest of my life.