Why was this happening?
Frustration and resentment surged within me.
I returned to my bedroom to pack my things, wanting to leave but feeling it would be too easy for them.
Instead, I found a hammer in the toolbox.
Looking around, I realized I had purchased most of the items in our home.
I was reluctant to destroy them, except for two things.
I raised the hammer and smashed Alex's prized computer and model without mercy.
Then I dumped out all the luggage Sarah had brought, poured the remaining soup over it, and stomped on it repeatedly.
Once everything belonging to them was in disarray, I grabbed my suitcase and left.
I wanted to divorce Alex.
I couldn't endure this life any longer.
With my luggage in hand, I decided to join my best friend, Vanessa.
We were the same age. Vanessa was now unmarried and worked at the same company. We maintained a cordial relationship.
I felt she would understand my situation best.
Upon arriving at her place, I explained everything, omitting Alex's attempt to kill me for insurance money.
However, her reaction surprised me.
Vanessa frowned.
"Ariana, I don't want to criticize you, but you've made a mistake.
"Alex's filial piety should make you happy, not angry.