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The Cost of a Promise
My marriage with Liam Johnson has always been a topic of discussion. He was beaten
by his parents and had three of his ribs broken, Just to marry me, a poor girl. But five yea
years later, he was caught going in and out of a hotel with his originally arranged marriage partner. When the media cornered him at the hotel entrance, he sneered, “I was young and ignorant back then, but now I finally understand what the right choice is.” I calmly signed the divorce agreement.
01
Liam Johnson was late coming home again. I sat in the living room, occasionally glancing at the clock and blinking my sore eyes until I heard the door open. As usual, I reached out to take his coat and handed him a glass of honey water. Liam Johnson instinctively avoided me. In the lamplight, I finally saw clearly – the man had a flushed face and a dazed expression. I asked with concern, “Why did you drink so much?”
Liam Johnson stumbled onto the couch, his gaze slowly falling on me. “Emma Smith, I regret it,” he said. “I should have found someone from a suitable family, instead of choosing you back then – a woman who is of no help to me.” His eyes were bloodshot, devoid of the cusual warmth and brimming with resentment and regret. My hand that was massaging his
temples paused.
This wasn’t the first time Liam Johnson spoke truthfully after drinking. I sat in front of him, my nose tingling with a sour feeling. “So what?” I asked. He was about to open his mouth when the sound of our son Noah Johnson’s footsteps came from behind. By the time I looked over, Noah had already scurried back to his room. My palms felt cold and damp. Liam Johnson probably didn’t remember that to marry me, he had three of his ribs broken by his parents. One was a privileged son, the other a poor student. Our marriage wasn’t approved by those around us – it was something Liam Johnson fought hard for.
On the day he proposed, I asked him, “Have you thought about the class difference
between us?”
Surrounded by flowers and dazzling lights, Liam Johnson smiled warmly, his eyes on me. “Emma, you weren’t a choice I made after weighing the pros and cons. You’re the ne I fell for and became determined to be with, despite knowing I shouldn’t.”
My eyes began to redden, and I nodded in agreement. He carefully pulled me into his
Dut now the boomerang be bad avoided was circling
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My eyes began to redden, and I nodded in agreement. He carefully pulled me into his embrace, as if holding a treasure. But now, the boomerang he had avoided was circling
back.
I let out a self–deprecating laugh and tightened my fists at my sides.
