Jack suddenly threw all the fruit in his hand to the ground and said excitedly: "Let's break up. I won't go to your house to meet your parents anymore."
I came back to my senses, looked into his eyes that were full of joy and excitement, and nodded gently: "Okay."
Jack and I were both reborn, on the day I took him to meet my parents.
In my previous life, I was a heart surgeon and he was a dentist. Although both of us were very busy at work, I still took care of most of the housework at home. He lay on the sofa after work, claiming that he was too tired to move after a day of work, so the task of cooking fell on me. He complained that his waist hurt after sitting in the office all day, so I was responsible for sweeping and mopping the floor after dinner. Every time he would hug me distressedly and say that it was hard, but I always shook my head and said it was not hard. Because of love, I am willing to silently contribute to this family; because he understands my contribution, even if it is hard, I am willing to do it. And he would buy me my favorite grapes on the way home from work, and take care of me all night when I was sick. Colleagues around us envy us and call us model couples in the hospital.
However , after attending the full moon banquet of his friend's child, everything changed. When I suggested that we also wanted a child, he mocked me and asked me if I knew how much it would cost to raise a child. After a day's work, when I wanted him to rub my waist, he became impatient and said that I was hypocritical and that other people would not have pain here and there when they worked. He got off work early, so I asked him to buy some fruit on the way, but he said that eating too much would make me fat and advised me to lose weight. When I was sick and uncomfortable and asked him to pour me a glass of water, he said impatiently that I was not a princess and needed to be served. At that time, I thought he was just under a lot of work pressure and tried to comfort him. But later, I heard the phone call between him and his friend and learned the truth.
Because his friend was handsome, he married a rich girl and his life went straight to a higher level. He had a driver when he went out, a chef when he ate, a nanny when he did the housework, and the cost of the child's full-month banquet was equivalent to the salary of Jack and me for fifty years. His friends told him that the key to changing a man's destiny is to marry a rich wife. Then they mentioned Jack 's first love, Cindy , saying that she went abroad after graduation, joined a well-known research team, founded a private hospital, and became a big boss. They also said that if Jack had not met me and reunited with his first love, he would be able to live a life of luxury now.
Once he said after getting drunk that he regretted marrying me. If he had not met me, he would still be with his first love and be rich. Then, he began to hint that I should ask patients to give red envelopes and save more money. If I didn't give, he would not treat me properly, but I refused sternly. He threw my pillow out and made me sleep in the guest bedroom. He found excuses to throw away the food I cooked, and he kicked down the trash can on purpose to make me compromise. After I was busy with an operation, he also ridiculed me for not knowing how to make money, being rigid and not knowing how to adapt, and being a humble worker all my life.
However , we don't have any loans for our RV, we have 500,000 in savings, my research project will also have bonuses, and both parents have pensions, so our life is actually pretty good. Just because his friends became rich, it stimulated his self-esteem and aroused his vanity. He didn't have the ability to make more money, so he took his anger out on me. Until we were arguing, he pushed me down hard, and my stomach hit the corner of the table, and I had a miscarriage. He had left me before I knew I was pregnant with this child. I was exhausted physically and mentally, and I agreed when he asked for a divorce. However, on the way to the divorce, we were hit by a chain car accident and lost our lives.
Although life gave us a chance to start over, we tacitly chose to break up at this moment. Soon, I heard the news that Jack went abroad, while I continued to stay in the local hospital, working and doing research.
