The Decisive Battle of LoveChapter 1
Jay and I had a commercial marriage for five years with no ceremony.
My daughter, Tiffany Watsons' only wish before entering the operating room was to see my wedding.
I threatened him with family cooperation and begged him on my knees, and he finally agreed.
But on the wedding day, Tiffany sat in her wheelchair in her little dress until her last breath, never seeing her father's figure.
My phone contact was blocked by him. Yet I saw his first lover, Sherry Lewis's post.
A photo of the two of them at sunrise on an island.
Captioned, "Buried in the sunlight, eternal love will not fade with time."
My hand on my abdomen was trembling stiffly.
The sun had risen, and it was time for the Watsons family to go bankrupt.
After Tiffany died, I was surprisingly calm. All my anger disappeared. It turned out that it was a one-person show for five years.
I handled Tiffany's funeral alone and explained it to the guests.
Over five years, Jay abandoned me and Tiffany countless times for Sherry. Now, I was numb to his betrayals.
Seeing Sherry's post, I felt a perverse satisfaction as if I had predicted it.
I realized my disappointment in him had reached its peak.