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Chapter 9

Author: Venmo Me 50
“Willow, I really know I was wrong. Please, can you give me another chance?

“I really don't want to lose you.

“It was all my fault. I'm a bastard. You can hit me, curse me—whatever you want. Just don't leave, please?”

Logan had always been an intensely proud man.

I'd rarely seen him lower himself like this.

Instead of feeling touched or sorry for him, I only found it laughable.

I sighed.

“Logan, I've already filed for divorce. Let's stop holding on to each other."

“No! I don’t want that!
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    The rain poured heavier, but the figure at the gate refused to leave.Logan’s heart-wrenching cries echoed through the night alongside the sound of the rain, yet I did not yield in the slightest.Whatever I had felt for him had already been completely worn away the moment our son left this world.In the days that followed, he stayed far outside the courtyard, watching the mourning hall from a distance as he cried.Even when the neighbors tried to speak for him, I never let him take a single step closer.“Artie, I will fulfill your last wish.”I cut down the plum tree in the yard and threw it out by the roadside in front of Logan.The fruit was scattered across the ground. With bloodshot eyes, Logan left this place that very night.Half a year later.From the school in the countryside came the clear sound of children reciting, “The gingham dog and the calico cat, side by side on the table sat…”Following the familiar voice, Logan looked up and saw me standing at the podium wit

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    Back inside, Logan sat with his back against the door. The faintest trace of guilt that had just surfaced in him disappeared in an instant.He clutched his head in disbelief. He couldn’t believe he had, for a woman like that, kept hurting his wife and child over and over again.He lowered his head and stayed silent, like a stone statue, completely buried under the weight of guilt.The next day, he packed some meat, rice, and flour into a backpack and prepared to take a ride back home when Jenny suddenly rushed out.At school, Tommy had snatched another child’s new school bag and even threatened that anyone who reported him would get their teeth knocked out.No one at this new school was going to put up with such behavior, and the other children took turns recounting the incident in detail.The teacher immediately decided that the parents must take Tommy away. The school would no longer accept him. Upon hearing this, Jenny rushed to Logan, hoping he could use his position to hus

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    “Why? I worked so hard to earn military honors so you could have a better life. Why weren’t you happy?”I shook my head with a scoff.“A better life? What does that even mean? Have you ever asked what Artie and I truly wanted?”Logan held his gaze on me, something unfathomable flickering in his eyes. “I’ve never let either of you go without food, clothes, or a roof over your heads. What else could you possibly want?”The corners of my lips lifted faintly as I looked out to the sky beyond the door. My mind drifted for a moment.“Back when Artie and I still lived in the countryside, we had very little, even having to split a single flatbread in half. But we were content.“His favorite thing at that time was sitting with me in the yard, watching the plum tree you’d planted by the wall, and counting how many plums it bore.“Whenever he saw the plum blossoms, he’d be overjoyed for ages. He’d run after me and said that when the tree’s full of fruit, it means you’ll be coming home.

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