The Awakening of the Haggard Housewife
Caught my husband flirting with a female student again, I lost it and wrecked the house.
My mother–in–law criticized me for not being able to handle my husband, and my sister–in–law said I deserved it.
I want a divorce.
Ethan threatened me with our child, so I endured it for the child’s sake.
I never expected I’d endure it for a lifetime.
Ethan lived a carefree life while I devoted myself to him, and he passed away peacefully.
After a lifetime of toil, my children resented me, and I died alone in a rented room.
Then, miraculously, I got a second chance and found myself back before the divorce.
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I opened my eyes to see my long–dead mother–in–law berating me.
“Nora, how dare you destroy my house! Are you out of your mind?”
“All he did was chat with a female student, and you act like a wild animal, with no manners.”
“You can’t control your husband, but you blame him. Well, you deserve this.”
“If you’ve got the guts, get a divorce. My son is a university professor, and you’re just a housewife. Let’s see who wants you after that.”
“Mom, don’t worry. She wouldn’t dare divorce him,” my sister–in–law Harper said with a smirk.
It was her who had egged my mother–in–law on to slap me.
“Still daring to break things? I’ll beat you senseless.”
My father–in–law, sitting in his wheelchair, mumbled, “Hit, hit.”
I knew he was urging Ethan to hit me.
With a swollen face, I turned to see Ethan sitting on the sofa, watching TV.
I asked Ethan, “Your mom wants you to divorce me. Do you agree?”
Ethan didn’t even look up. “I don’t care. Divorce if you want.”
I said, “Fine, I agree to divorce. Let’s go to City Hall tomorrow.”
Ethan laughed, “We can divorce, but don’t think you’ll take the child. There are no joint savings, so you won’t get a cent!”
Here we go again.
I, Nora, used to be fiery. The first time he cheated, I asked for a divorce.
But Ethan knew me well, always using the child to threaten me.
The child!
My mother–in–law was about to say something, but Harper stopped her.
They knew the child was my weak spot. Mention the child, and I’d endure anything.
But now I don’t care about the child anymore.
I feel fortunate that life has given me another chance.
7:35 AM
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This time, I won’t sacrifice my happiness for anyone else.
I didn’t say anything, just like before.
I got up and went back to the room.
“Mom, see? She wouldn’t dare divorce.”
I ignored Harper’s words, smirked, and started packing.
Actually, it wasn’t my room, it was the small room outside my father–in–law’s.
After his stroke, he needed someone around. I thought I’d take care of him during the day.
And my mother–in–law would at night so I could rest.
But she claimed she had a nerve disorder, couldn’t stay up, and any noise kept her awake.
She made me move to the small room to take care of him.
