Ye Fen stepped through the door,
exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders.
The dim light of the living room illuminated his mother-in-law,
Jennifer, sitting rigidly on the couch, her expression stern and unyielding.
"Mom, wait! I'll cook for you," he offered, desperation
creeping into his voice, hoping to ease the tension
that hung in the air.
"No need. You won't be cooking for much longer,"
Jennifer replied, her tone icy. She reached into her
bag and tossed a crisp document onto the table,
the sound echoing in the silence like a thunderclap.
"Sign it," she commanded, her eyes fixed on him.
Ye Fen's heart raced. "What is this? You can't be serious!
A divorce? Without even asking Roxue?"
His disbelief was palpable, and he shook his head,
trying to dismiss the horror of her words. "Mom, this isn't right…"
"Do I need your daughter's consent to save her?"
Jennifer's voice rose, filled with urgency. "You have done nothing
but hold her back. There are many good men who would treat her better. Divorce my daughter, take the five million, and leave!"
Ye Fen felt the world around him spin. "Five million? For what?
You think money can replace the love we built?"
Jennifer's laughter was sharp and cold, cutting through him.
"Love? You've made a mockery of it! You think she deserves
to be tied to someone like you? She could have a life of
comfort and happiness. Don't be selfish!"
Panic gripped him as he stared at the document,
his hands trembling. The thought of losing Roxue felt
like a nightmare he couldn't escape. "I can't just sign away our marriage.
I need to talk to her. She deserves to know what's happening."
Jennifer leaned forward, her gaze unwavering.
"You think she wants to hear from you? You've only
brought her sorrow. This is for her good. Sign it, Ye Fen. Or you will regret it."
His resolve faltered under the weight of her words.
The prospect of a life without Roxue was a chasm too deep to fathom.
"Mom, please…"
"Enough!" she thundered, her voice echoing in the quiet room.
"Make your choice. Either sign, or continue living in the shadows
of your failures. I will not let you ruin her life any longer."
Ye Fen looked down at the document, the words blurring together.
In that moment, he realized this was more than just a divorce
—it was a battle for his very soul, with stakes higher than he had ever imagined.
Could he fight for love, or would he be forced to accept a
life marked only by silence and regret? The answer felt as
distant as the stars, yet one thing was clear: he would not
give up without a fight.