After five years of marriage, I asked Wesley Harrington for a divorce. He disagreed and begged me not to get a divorce with red eyes until I took out his stethoscope. There were cartoon stickers with Ultraman and some shallow teeth marks on the stethoscope. “What I saw in your office is your newly replaced stethoscope, right? “Your son should like it very much.” I went to Wesley’s office to pick him up. His colleague from the hospital said he was in a meeting, so I waited in the office for a while. I saw the stethoscope in the drawer that he had not yet closed. There were densely packed Ultraman stickers on it. Some of them had curled edges, obviously due to frequent use. It looked particularly out of place among his usually minimalist items. I suddenly felt uncomfortable and like something was wrong. I remembered that before Wesley was promoted to attending physician, he often had to rotate. However, every time it was the pediatrics’ turn, he sighed. I asked him, and he just smiled helplessly, “It’s okay, and it’s just that the pressure in pediatrics is too great.” It was after we got married that I found out that Wesley hated children. He was a science student with a calm and organized personality who could not stand noisy and naughty children. Wesley felt that it was impossible to reason with children and that giving birth was too painful for women. It was a near-death experience and extremely damaging to the body. So, he hated children and everything childish. Could it be that this stethoscope belonged to another doctor? Did he just take the wrong one? Unable to resist my curiosity, I opened the half-closed drawer, took out the stethoscope, and examined it carefully. [WH] There was actually the abbreviation of Wesley’s name written on it. Next to the stethoscope, there was a photo of a little boy wearing an Ultraman cartoon T-shirt. That face was almost 60% similar to Wesley’s… I just felt a buzzing in my head. My mind went blank, and I just wanted to rush to the meeting room and loudly ask him who this kid was. However, as Wesley walked in, I still held back. I closed the drawer calmly without saying anything. When Wesley saw me coming to pick him up, he took off his coat, walked toward me with a smile, and put his arms around me. He said with a very intimate and gentle tone, “Honey, do you miss me?”
If it were in the past, I would definitely hug his narrow waist and bury my head in his neck and shoulders. The two of us snuggled together for a while, which was the tacit understanding we had formed over the years. But now, I pulled his hand off stiffly and took a step back. “Honey?” “There are people outside, so it will have a bad influence.” I turned my face away. In fact, there was no one outside, and even if there was, no one would be so blind as to disturb us. It was just that I felt uncomfortable… He had a faint fragrance on him, not the usual Bulgari scent, but a milky scent. My mind was a mess. Wouldn’t Wesley have a child outside? The child in the photo was about three or four years old. Three or four years ago, my company had just been established, and business was very busy. I spent my days traveling outside during those years. He also studied in a hospital in another province for a long time. Judging from the time, it was not impossible… However, I still had some doubts. Even on the way back, I drove absent-mindedly. I used the excuse of an emergency at work to meet a friend. As soon as I got home, I received an email from my friend. He obviously realized something was wrong, so he sent me a series of voice messages on WhatsApp: [Grace, why don’t you stop reading emails and talk to Wesley first? Maybe there’s some misunderstanding.] [Grace, if you have anything, call me. I’ll be there anytime.] I took a deep breath and opened the email attachment anyway. Look at the driving address record of Wesley’s car, such as Kingston Maternity and Child Hospital, Kingston Maternal and Child Health Center, Baby Maternity Center, Maternal and Child Store, Genius Early Education Institution, and the photo of the little boy, who was wearing an Ultraman children’s watch in the passenger seat, I felt as if I was struck by lightning, and I stood there motionless. Even though I already had a guess in my heart, the moment I saw the evidence, I was willing to completely believe that Wesley had a child with someone else. But we had been married for five years, and he was the one who said he felt sorry for me and wanted to be a DINK, and he was the one who kept saying we didn’t want children. I thought he felt sorry for me going through the pain of childbirth. Not only did I cover up for him, but I also took the blame on myself just to protect him from criticism. If Wesley regretted it, we could have a child. But why? Why did he have a child with someone else? Why did Wesley hide it from me, stab me in the back, and cheat on me? What was I to him, a sucker who paid for him and helped him build his reputation? Looking at Wesley’s back as he fell asleep, I lay down silently with my back against him. I did not want to make excuses for him anymore, and I did not want to help him, either. Cheating was cheating. Since Wesley had made the choice on his own initiative, I did not want to hear his explanation anymore. Then, we should get a divorce.
Wesley got up late in the morning. As soon as he came out and saw me packing my things, he came up to me with a smile. “Are you going on a business trip again??” Wesley hugged me from behind and kissed my ear. “Ms. Lewis, what big deal are you going to do this time? Where are you going to do the research?” I dodged calmly and said in a calm tone, “I’ll go to Kingston and take a look at the market for early childhood education institutions.” Wesley was stunned, and then his gentle smile returned. “Why do you suddenly want to do early childhood education? Didn’t you say that early childhood education is complicated and unprofitable?” I was in the business of investing in shops, and I was afraid that he would not like it, so I did not develop this market. But now… I answered casually, “Some children’s products are really good now, and I think the children’s market is quite large.” Then, I squatted down, took out a small box from the suitcase, and handed it to Wesley. He took it easily. The moment he opened it, his smile froze on his face. “Is this…an Ultraman’s watch?” Inside the box was a children’s watch, a style signed by Ultraman. This was a style that little boys particularly liked, and it was also the style worn by the little boy in the passenger seat. Wesley slowly put the watch in the box and said softly, “It’s true. Children’s things are now made very well and look very decent.” “Really? How about I give this to you? Your colleague’s child isn’t very old yet.” “No, no, he has a daughter, and his daughter definitely won’t like this.” Wesley stuffed the watch into my hand and went to the kitchen. It seemed that he was avoiding something. We had been married for five years and had known each other for nine years. Since our freshman year, we had been in a romantic relationship and we were each other’s first love. Everyone thought that my appearance was generally not suitable for handsome guys like Wesley and that we would break up after graduating from college. However, we broke the curse. Because I loved Wesley deeply, I, a woman, got through the most difficult days of starting my own business to make more money and give our little family a better future. But now, all the evidence and signs pointed to me that he had a child with someone else. For someone who hated children so much, how much must he love someone to be willing to have a child with someone else? Besides, Wesley was a doctor. As long as he did not want to and did not have such thoughts, there was no way this child could be born safely. Or did he want a child but just did not want to have him with me? Actually, if I thought about it carefully, Wesley was not perfect. Last month, he sent an express delivery to our home. Because it had to be opened and confirmed before signing for it, I opened it on the spot. It was a wooden horse toy. Wesley said it was a gift for his colleague’s child and it was sent to our home by mistake. At that time, he would still make excuses and was afraid that I would find out. But now, Wesley could not wait to be with his child. His love for his child had long blinded his eyes. It was so obvious, and he didn’t hide it, so I thought he didn’t care about it anymore. Memories came flooding back to me, and I thought of a certain night again. We held each other tightly, and when our passion reached its peak, Wesley hugged me. He used a pair of passionate eyes, and his tone was filled with unprecedented desire. “Honey, let’s have a baby, shall we?” I was stunned for a moment. Had he forgotten how determined he was to not have children? As we got engaged, he told both sets of parents that I didn’t want children. I got angry later, but Wesley explained it to me. He said that because he was a doctor, he understood the pain that women went through during childbirth. Wesley thought that I was the person he loved most in the world and that we could be happy together for the rest of our lives. I looked at his confident look and his red eyes, feeling moved. I took care of everything in the family by myself, promised not to have children, to stay together with him, and not to let him down. But what about now? Wesley was the one who proposed the rules, but he was the first to break them. I contacted a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement. I had evidence of his infidelity, so the lawyer was ruthless in dividing our property. It was already early morning when I finished this task. As I woke up the next day, it was almost noon. As soon as I opened my phone, all the messages from WhatsApp and calls were from Wesley. [Has the plane landed? Why didn’t you let me know you are safe?] [Is your phone out of battery? Call me back when you get to the hotel.] [No matter how busy you are, you must take care of yourself and go to bed early. Tomorrow, it will cool down, so wear a thicker coat.] [Good night, honey.] Wesley’s concern for me was indeed meticulous, and I could not deny that. Even though he was a doctor and was very busy at work, he still made time to take care of me. Every late night as I came back from a party, he would prepare a glass of honey water and wait for me with a light on. Sometimes, it was too late, and Wesley would lie down on the dining table and take a nap. I had said it many times, but he would still wait for me to come back, take care of me, and help me sleep. Knowing that I had a lot of social engagements, Wesley always helped me iron my clothes carefully. Even if he was working the night shift, he would pack my suitcase for me before going out. Every time I had stomach discomfort, Wesley would frown and carefully remind me to eat more vitamins and less spicy food. Whenever he had time, he cooked for me and made my favorite steak. I had never liked eating vegetables. Therefore, Wesley cooked many different kinds of vegetables just so that I could eat more. Sometimes, I teased him by saying it tasted bad. He would even pretend to be angry and hold out his hands to complain, “I burned my hands making this meal and got blisters, and you don’t even feel sorry for me!” Seeing that I was reluctant, Wesley immediately put the vegetables into my plate with an expression as if his trick had succeeded. “If you feel sorry for me, you should eat more green vegetables. You usually drink a lot of alcohol, so you need to supplement more dietary fiber to keep your body healthy.” I remembered as I was in college, I had a high fever in the middle of the night. In a daze, I saw him crying and feeding me medicine. Even though his professional knowledge told him that I was fine, Wesley still couldn’t stop feeling heartbroken. But last month, I caught the flu and had a high fever at home. He didn’t even make a phone call and just sent me a text message to remind me to drink more water and take medicine. There were also a few times when I returned home late at night from a business trip. I held the gift I bought for him in my hand, but I found that the house was dark, and there was nothing on the table. The next morning, there was no one beside me. There was only a message on WhatsApp saying that he was very busy on the night shift and asked me not to wait for him at night recently. I always attributed these little things to the fact that love would always turn into family affection. After a long time, all couples were like this. But now, as I thought about it, I just felt that I was so stupid. Although the details spoke for themselves, it was so obvious that he did not love me anymore. Unconsciously, I turned the wedding ring on my ring finger, and finally, I took it off. Looking at the “GW” engraved on the inner ring of the wedding ring and thinking of the vows we made, I just found it ridiculous. I should have awakened now. A man who cheated on me was already dirty, so I should stop being nostalgic.
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