Dad died early, and Mom raised me by herself. We depended on each other.
She never knew how much she meant to me.
On the day I married Jay, Amelia patted the back of my hand, crying uncontrollably.
"Your mom can rest in peace now..." Amelia said, crying.
My eyes were blank, and my face was pale.
Remembering my mom's dying wish, I still nodded firmly.
Jay acted gentlemanly and polite in front of everyone, and I once thought I had found a lifelong partner.
But after the wedding, when it was just the two of us. He approached me and coldly whispered in my ear, "You used your mom's life to get this wedding. Are you satisfied now?
"The person I love is not you, but I will follow my mom's wish and play my part in this drama. In the play, I am your husband. Outside of it, I love someone else."
Later, he indeed acted as he said, giving me enough respect as his wife in front of others.
But this marriage was in name only.
On the day Chloe was born, he didn't have a smile on his face.
He only said, "Now I don't owe you anything, and my mom doesn't owe you anything either."
I thought that as Chloe grew up, he would eventually return home.
But now I realized how foolish I was.