"Mom, let's get divorced," Shi Nian'an said with resolve. "I know a very capable lawyer. He can help us fight for more assets. It's not worth sacrificing the rest of your life. That kind of man doesn't deserve your time."
Shi's mother sighed with a bitter smile, "I just can't let go... Every time I think about making way for another woman, I feel resentful and unable to rest in peace. I was the one who struggled alongside your father, through thick and thin. How could he be so heartless?"
Seeing her mother like this, Shi Nian'an felt both heartache and anger, "Can't you stand up for yourself? What's there to be resentful about? He's like a crooked tree—do you need to hang yourself from it? You're only 42, not yet at the point of utter decline. Why can't you start over? He's already brought the other woman and that bastard home. Doesn't it disgust you to see them?"
