To help her lover, Jack Anderson, become the vice president, my wife Ruby Hayes pretended to have amnesia after a car accident, planning to take my position, Matthew Jacobs. One day, I overheard their conversation as I passed by. Jack asked Ruby, “Aren’t you worried Matthew Jacobs will never speak to you again after this?” Ruby brushed him off, saying, “I’ll only let him play this game for seven days. After that, I’ll just tell him my memory came back. How could he blame a patient for that?” I paused, but I didn’t expose her lie. The next day, at the meeting table, Ruby slammed her hand on the desk and said that Jack was her real husband, ordering me to leave the company and hand over all the projects. All the employees watched me, waiting for me to stop her unreasonable behavior. But I didn’t resist. I simply signed the resignation agreement. What she didn’t know was that the project submission deadline was only seven days away, and the client only recognized me as the core member. After seven days, not only would she not get what she wanted, but she would also face massive compensation fees and even possible prison time.
“You can leave, but you must delete all the clients’ and colleagues’ contact information. These are company assets, and you have no right to take them with you!” Just as I was about to leave, Ruby’s lover, Jack, blocked my path. Having managed the company for years, I knew full well there had never been such a rule. He was just deliberately making things difficult for me. I turned to Ruby. “Is this your wish too?” Ruby paused for a moment, then coldly nodded. If I really deleted these contacts, there would be no turning back. She was sure I wouldn’t leave, so she acted so harshly. It wasn’t surprising she thought this way. We had been married for seven years and had no children. The company was like our child, and I cared for it more than she did. I worked tirelessly, getting up early and staying late, always focused on the business, and never slacking off. Last week, she proposed promoting Jack to head of the tech department. The senior employees flattered Jack to help her out, but I was the only one who stood firm and vetoed her proposal when I saw Jack didn’t have the skills. Ruby knew that I wouldn’t let her make random decisions in the company. So, to get Jack’s promotion, she even went as far as pretending to have amnesia. She was forcing me to give in. Seeing us argue, some colleagues came to try to mediate. “Mr. Jacobs, calm down. Ms. Hayes is just sick. As her husband, you should be more understanding and compassionate during her fragile time.” Ruby was encouraged by this and solemnly declared, “My husband is my everything. Anyone who goes against him is going against me!” The colleagues laughed and teased me, “Mr. Jacobs, look, your wife still loves you. She’s just sick, mistaking someone else for you.” As I felt their envious gazes, I couldn’t bring myself to smile. The truth was the exact opposite of what they thought. Ruby and I were married, and we treated each other with respect. But whenever things got tough, she always pressured me to compromise. No matter who was right or wrong, no matter the situation, she would always stand against me. Because of this, we argued often. But she would always say, “You’re my family. No matter what happens outside, we can always make up at home.” It was different from others. Once she got truly angry, there was no chance of reconciliation. Although I felt uncomfortable deep down, after hearing it so many times, I started to think there was some truth in what she said. But now, seeing her throw away all her principles and bottom lines for Jack, I finally understood that when he truly loved someone, his first instinct when they were hurt was to protect them, not coldly calculate the pros and cons. While I was thinking, Jack suddenly kicked over the chair in front of me. “Matthew, you shameless old man! Ruby’s husband is me! If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll tear your mouth off!” He pointed at me, cursing as if I were the one destroying someone’s family. Ruby watched the whole scene, but she didn’t speak a word to explain. She just silently stood behind Jack, acting as his support. I smiled. “Alright, I’ll delete it.” With that, I pulled out my phone and posted an update on Instagram that I had resigned, then raised my hand to deactivate my work account. Ruby saw that I was serious and suddenly panicked. She quickly stopped me. “Forget it, since you’ve been with the company for so long, you don’t need to delete it. Just go ahead and leave!” Everyone else let out a relieved sigh. But Jack wasn’t happy. He stomped his foot. “Dear, am I not even allowed to have this little bit of authority as Vice President?” Ruby, who usually indulged Jack, gave him a warning look this time, signaling him to stop causing trouble. Then, she softened her tone, transferred fifty thousand dollars to me, and promised, “Don’t worry. The company won’t let its loyal employees feel unappreciated. Even though you’re leaving, you’ll still get everything that’s rightfully yours. It’ll just take a little time. “As for your severance, we’ll give you an answer in seven days. You can go rest for now.” She thought I still didn’t know she was pretending to be sick and naively believed that in seven days, she would use her illness as an excuse to apologize and beg for forgiveness, thinking everything would go back to normal. But what she didn’t realize was that the most crucial project she was responsible for had only seven days left to submit. This project involved a significant amount of money. If it wasn’t delivered on time or faced any issues, she would have to pay a huge penalty. If this were before, for the sake of the company’s stability and her future, I would have swallowed my frustration and quietly endured everything. But I was already exhausted. I didn’t want the company, and I didn’t want her. Right in front of me, Ruby subconsciously reached out to fix my tie but suddenly remembered she was just pretending to be sweet and awkwardly pulled her hand back. I glanced at my phone and reversed the transfer. I deleted the note [Dear Ruby Baby] in one go. After everything was done, I calmly looked at her and said, “Ruby, let’s get a divorce.”
Ruby froze for a moment, then blurted out, “You want to divorce me? Why?” As soon as she said it, she realized her mistake and quickly corrected herself, “Divorce? You’re joking, my husband is Jack. How could I have ever been married to you?” Watching her poor acting, I couldn’t be bothered to expose her lies or waste my breath arguing with her. I played along with her charade and lied, “It was me who tricked you into getting the certificate. Let’s go and divorce now.” Jack immediately grinned, urging, “It’s about time. Let’s go!” Ruby hesitated, frowned, and, ignoring the holes in my story, just wanted to brush it off. “Forget it, this is a bit strange. I’ll make my decision later.” I was confused. I thought, “Doesn’t she like Jack? I’m the one who proposed the divorce to give them space, so why isn’t she happy?” If this were before, I would have asked her why and mockingly questioned if she had ever loved me. But now, I couldn’t be bothered to guess what was on her mind. I just wanted to divorce her as soon as possible. I raised an eyebrow and teased, “You don’t want a divorce because you’re still attached to me, are you?” Jack immediately pulled on Ruby’s sleeve, looking pitiful. “Darling, am I not your favorite husband? How could you marry someone else?” Under the pressure from both of us, Ruby had no choice but to reluctantly agree. When the three of us arrived at the Courthouse and were just about to enter, Ruby suddenly shook her head as if something familiar triggered a memory. She took my hand with a smile. “This place feels so familiar… I remember now. “On Christmas Eve, we stood in line together to get our marriage license.” She knew that day was the happiest day of my life. So, she thought that by mentioning our happy memories, I would hesitate to get a divorce. After all, back then, every time she made me angry, she’d use this trick to win me back. But that day, not only did I overhear her pretending to have amnesia, but I also heard her talk about our marriage. “There’s nothing romantic about it. The reason I chose to marry him on the last day of the year is because I promised to marry him. “But, living the rest of my life with someone I don’t love, I just can’t accept it, so I kept delaying until the very last day when I finally made up my mind. “Anyway, marrying anyone would just be wasting time. He is in good condition and can help me. “He’s a good guy too, a perfect match for marriage…” I stood outside the door, hearing her compliment me, but my heart sank. I thought our relationship was built on love, but for her, it was all about using me. No wonder, after the company started improving, she began to value money and power so much, never letting me touch a single penny. She had always been wary of me. I drifted off for a moment, and Ruby tugged at my hand, asking if I remembered. In a marriage full of mutual distrust, I was exhausted. For me, cutting ties was the best choice. I shook my head, responding casually, “No, you probably just hit your head in the accident and developed a delusion.” Ruby’s smile froze instantly. Seeing her try so hard to please me while I remained indifferent, I realized she was now a patient, yet I couldn’t bring myself to be more understanding. She grew more and more upset, and without another word, she hooked her arm around Jack’s, intertwining their fingers. “Yes, it’s all fake. My husband is Jack. “Once we’re done here, I’m going to marry Jack!” She stomped her foot and walked happily into the Courthouse with Jack as if she were the one here to get married. I didn’t care to indulge her antics and walked in behind them. Once we finished the registration, we were quickly ushered into the mediation room. Ruby immediately sat on Jack’s lap, pulling out grapes she had bought on the way, peeling them, and feeding him one by one. She thought this would make me jealous. But ironically, it only reminded me of the cold, shy Ruby from before. Back then, she wouldn’t even hold my hand in public, saying it wasn’t proper to act affectionately in front of others. Now, she had completely changed. Being so open made everyone uncomfortable to look. Even the mediator couldn’t stand it. With my firm attitude, we quickly entered the divorce process. I kept a completely indifferent expression the whole time, which made Ruby furious. She sulked and gave me the cold shoulder as we rushed through the paperwork. Once we got the divorce certificate, I sighed in relief. The heavy cloud over my head had lifted a little. I hailed a cab to go home. Jack leaned over and saw that I had written our home address. He immediately exploded in anger. “Home? You’re divorced now. That’s no longer your home. “You need to pack your things and get out!” Ruby stood aside, smiling. “Yeah, kick the outsider out. Honey, you come live with me.” She kicked me out to make room for Jack. No normal man could accept that, and I definitely couldn’t have before. But now, I just nodded indifferently. “Alright, I’ll leave right away.” I booked a hotel on my phone in the car, and once I got home, I started packing my things. Things had gone too far to be controlled by Ruby anymore. She rarely softened, but now she pretended to regain some memory and held up our wedding photo, asking, “Matthew, when did we take this picture?” I didn’t even look up as I stuffed clothes into my suitcase, answering casually, “It’s fake. I photoshopped it.” That sentence really set Ruby off. She grabbed my luggage and threw everything outside the door. “Leave! Leave right now!” She slammed the door shut with a bang. I shook my head and said nothing, silently picking up the clothes from the floor, brushing off the dust, and packing them into my bag. Inside, Jack’s anxious voice came through. “This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have gone for that VP position. “Watching you two get divorced… it really hurts. Maybe I should talk to Matthew and clear things up.” Ruby collected herself and comforted him. “It’s not your fault. It’s Matthew being petty. He’s even arguing with a sick person. “Don’t worry about him. I’ll spend these seven days with you. After that, I’ll deal with things. “Matthew is easy to handle. I just have to wave my hand, and he’ll come back.” I walked into the elevator carrying my things. She was wrong. This time, it was over for good. There was no chance of reconciliation.
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