The Wrong Marriage, I Gave UpChapter 1
"Sherry, I want a divorce!" I said.
After I was adopted from the orphanage by Grandpa Eric and brought into the Alba Family, Sherry became the most cherished person in my heart.
We went to school together, played together and grew up together. Everyone said I was the most loyal 'simp' behind Sherry. But I didn't care. As long as I saw her happy, I was willing to be anything.
When we were in college, I saw her with Colin Powell. I also watched as Colin dumped her and went abroad.
We met when we were five, got married when we were twenty-five, had our daughter, Tania, when I was thirty and now I'm thirty-five. We had been entangled with each other for thirty years.
For thirty years, I had put her first in everything and treated her with more dignity than a princess.
I thought that sincerity could be exchanged for sincerity, that one day her heart would open up to me and we would have a happy ending. But, I was wrong.
In the emotional gamble, I lost completely. I never truly entered her heart. To her, I was just a fallback, a compromise. After we got married, Sherry never worked, but she was always busy. Busy with beauty treatments, busy with playing cards, busy attending socialite events ...
Except for the year she gave birth to Tania, she calmed down a little. After Tania was born, she barely fulfilled any of her motherly duties.
Tania never had breast milk because Sherry needed to do physical therapy and maintain her figure. From her birth until now, I was the one who raised Tania. Sherry only played with her occasionally when she felt like it.
This time, I couldn't avoid a business trip and Sherry had promised me that she would take good care of Tania, that she would take her out to celebrate Children's Day.
But she cruelly abandoned her daughter to meet Colin. How lonely and desperate must Tania have been when she died! I held Tania's cold little hand and wept bitterly.
My sweet daughter, Tania. She was so nice, so obedient and so sensible. How could she have died?
If she were still alive, seeing me so sad and in pain, she would definitely hug me tightly and say, "Daddy, don't be sad. Tania will always be with you."
I cried, "Tania, I'm sorry. Daddy came home late. Wake up ... Daddy will take you away from this place."