My husband accompanies her to concerts, shares a straw with her to drink bubble tea, wears childish headbands with her, and even prepares menstrual pain relief pills for her. Yet he claims he only sees her as a sister. I said, “Oh, the kind of sister you sleep with? Then can I go find a brother too?” Later, my heart died, and I proposed divorce. He broke down, crying and begging me to look at him one more time. A video of a couple’s proposal during an interactive segment at a superstar concert went viral, with netizens calling it sweet. The video shot to the top of the trending list. I clicked on it by chance and spotted familiar figures. Although they were only briefly captured by the camera, I immediately recognized my husband and his young assistant. Tears streamed down my face in that instant. A few days ago, while organizing the closet, I found two VIP tickets to the superstar concert in Jason’s pocket. I was quite happy at the time, being a fan of the singer. I naturally thought Jason wanted to surprise me, so I pretended not to have seen them and put them back. On the day of the concert, I got dressed up early, did my makeup, and even styled my hair specially. However, I couldn’t reach Jason. Worried about missing the time, I went directly to wait outside the venue. But until the show started, he never appeared. While I was waiting in the rain outside the venue, worrying if something had happened to him, he was sitting in the VIP section inside with his young assistant watching the concert. After it ended, his call finally came, “What’s wrong, Emily?” “Where are you? Why couldn’t I reach you on the phone?” “Sorry, I was in a meeting, my phone was on silent.” “Jason.” “Hmm?” “I saw two people in the superstar concert video who looked a lot like you and Assistant Sullivan.” There was a moment of silence on the other end, then he spoke in a calm tone that betrayed no issues, “You must be seeing things. I’ve been in meetings all day, how could I have time to go to a concert?” My heart sank inch by inch. “Jason.” “Hmm?” “Nothing, let’s hang up.” I actually wanted to ask him if he remembered that the singer was my favorite, if he remembered his promise to me. But when the words reached my lips, I didn’t want to say anything anymore. I was so tired, I fell into bed and drifted off to sleep. Back when we were poorest, Jason secretly worked part-time moving bricks to buy me concert tickets of my idol as a birthday gift. He nearly coughed up blood from exhaustion. When he presented the tickets to me, I cried seeing the blisters on his hands. “I don’t want to see the concert, and I don’t like that singer anymore. Jason, I just want you to be okay.” I couldn’t bear to let Jason’s hard-earned money go to waste, so I resold the tickets. He hugged me and swore, “When we have money in the future, I’ll definitely take you to see VIP shows, as many as you want. When we’re even richer, we’ll book private shows. And when we’re super rich, we’ll invite him to sing at our home.” Leaning in his arms, listening to his words, imagining our beautiful future, I felt extremely happy. But after we really became wealthy, we seemed to have forgotten our initial promise and never went even once. Today, he took his assistant to see it. I felt so sad. We used to be so in love, I didn’t understand where things went wrong. The tears at the corner of my eyes were gently wiped away, and Jason’s soft sigh sounded by my ear, “Having a nightmare again?”
I opened my eyes groggily, unable to distinguish between dream and reality. The person before me seemed to overlap with the image of the young man in my memories. My lips suddenly trembled, and I reached out both hands to him, feeling extremely wronged, “Hug~” The person in front of me was stunned for a moment, then immediately held me tightly in his arms, gently patting and comforting me, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid, hubby’s here.” The word “hubby” instantly pulled me back to reality. I immediately retreated from his embrace, “Why are you back?” He looked a bit amused, “Are you still half asleep? This is my home, where else would I go?” I didn’t want to deal with him and lay back down, turning my back to him. “I brought you your favorite cake from that shop, do you want to eat it now?” “…” “Emily, ever since we lost the baby, you’ve been immersed in pain. I know you’re sad, but… it’s been half a year, you should try to move on. Do you want to go on a trip to change your mood? We could go anywhere, domestic or abroad…” Seeing that I didn’t respond, he sighed, “I’ll be in the study. You sleep first.” I stared blankly in the direction he left. You see, he’s still gentle and caring towards me, very attentive. Should I say his acting is too good? Jason, which version of you is the real one… I couldn’t sleep and lay awake until dawn. The next day, I put on slightly heavier makeup to cover my haggard appearance, dressed up carefully, and went to Jason’s company with a food container. Jason has stomach problems, and for years, I’ve insisted on bringing him lunch. After Amber became his assistant, occasionally other food containers would appear on his desk. Once I happened to run into this, and I asked Jason where it came from. He was typing on his keyboard and didn’t even look up, “Oh, maybe Assistant Sullivan brought it over.” “Then why didn’t you eat it?” I asked deliberately. “I only eat the food you cook.” “Does Assistant Sullivan often bring food? Is her cooking good?” “I don’t know, I’ve never eaten it.” At this, Jason finally looked up from his pile of work, looking at me strangely, “Why are you suddenly interested in others? Isn’t my living presence in front of you enough to attract your attention?” I smiled, “If you’re not going to eat it, tell her not to make it anymore, to avoid waste.” “I told her, but she doesn’t listen. She says whether I eat or not is my business, whether she cooks or not is hers. She just does it for peace of mind.” Jason and I once accidentally saved Amber. She was escaping after being kidnapped from the mountains when she met us driving by, and we took her to the police station. Later, after learning about her experience, we helped fund her to continue college. She gratefully said she would consider Jason as her brother and would repay us well in the future. Because of this relationship, she directly entered SQ Company after graduation and became Jason’s assistant. So, I also thought she did these things purely out of gratitude. Since the miscarriage, I had rarely come to the company. The receptionist was quite surprised to see me, but her attitude towards me was as warm and respectful as always. I went straight to the top floor in the elevator. When Amber saw me, she came over with a smile, “Sis, you’re here to bring lunch for Jason?” With just one glance, I noticed the necklace hanging around her neck. I had an identical one at home. It was a wedding anniversary gift from Jason to me. I remember Amber had praised it at the time, “This necklace is so beautiful, Jason has great taste. You’re so lucky, sis. Unlike me, I probably won’t have a chance to wear such a pretty necklace in my lifetime.” Suddenly, I felt sick. Seeing me staring at her neck, Amber also smiled at me, showing no signs of guilt. “Your necklace…” “Oh, you mean this?” She casually fiddled with it around her neck and waved her hand, whispering to me, “This is a fake. I bought it on Amazon for just a few bucks, just to wear for fun. Sis, isn’t it pretty good? It even fooled you into thinking it was real?”
Amber, afraid I didn’t believe her, emphasized again, “Really, sis. I can show you the link if you don’t believe me.” I hadn’t noticed before, but now hearing her repeatedly call me “sis”, I just felt irritated. “From now on, don’t call me sis anymore. Please address me as Mrs. Quinn.” Amber’s expression changed, and she seemed at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong, “Ah! I didn’t mean anything by it, I just thought calling you sis was more affectionate. If you don’t like it, I won’t call you that anymore.” I ignored her and went straight into Jason’s office, then placed the food container on the desk and carefully examined the entire office. I quickly noticed two small green plants next to the computer, with sticky notes attached to them, decorated with cute patterns, looking playful and warm. This spot used to hold my photo. When decorating the office initially, Jason had strongly insisted on putting it there, saying that this way he could see my photo every time he looked up during work breaks, as if I was always there with him while he worked. I laughed at him for being sentimental then, and he hugged me and whined, “I just want to put it here, so everyone can see that you’re my wife.” I opened the drawer and, sure enough, found the photo frame face down in the corner. As I reached for the frame, I accidentally knocked over a bottle nearby. The words “menstrual pain relief” were clearly visible on the bottle. I never have menstrual pain, so it was obvious who these pills were for. My heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. I don’t know how I walked out of Jason’s office, leaving behind my bag and phone without realizing it. When I went back to find them, I discovered that the lunch I had brought was in the trash can. Amber looked at me with an embarrassed expression, “Jason said he had no appetite and asked me to deal with it. Other colleagues and I have already eaten, and we didn’t want to waste it, so we gave it to the cleaning lady. I don’t know why it ended up in the trash can, sorry…” She said sorry, but her face showed a hint of smugness. “Where’s Jason?” I asked calmly. “He went out.” I reminded her, “Amber, you’re just Jason’s assistant. You should call him Mr. Quinn at work. Jason is an only child, he doesn’t have a sister.” After I said this, I took my bag and phone and left, but Amber chased after me. “Then I’d like to advise Mrs. Quinn something too. You’d better not come to bring lunch anymore.” Her eyes held a challenge, “Jason works so hard every day, it’s really pitiful for him to eat such terrible food. Why don’t you do him a favor and stay at home? Stop holding him back.” Very well, finally dropping the act. “Amber, instead of provoking me here, why don’t you spend more effort on getting Jason to make you, his mistress, official?” Amber was angered by my words, but she quickly smiled again, “The third wheel is the one who isn’t loved. Emily, you think Jason won’t divorce you because he loves you? No, he just pities you.” “He doesn’t love you anymore. You’re getting old, not as young and beautiful and full of energy as I am. When he’s with me, he can feel the beauty and vitality of life. But you, you’re just a dull old hag. He says he can’t stand looking at you for even a moment!” I calmly replied, “Oh, if he likes you so much, why doesn’t he divorce me and marry you?” Walking out of the company, even though it was the height of summer, I felt cold and shivering.
Jason and I dated for four years and have been married for eight years. Our story is actually quite cliché. The summer of my freshman year in high school, my mom and stepdad both died in a car accident, and I was taken to live with my biological father. My dad had already started a new family. Naturally, no one welcomed my arrival. My stepsiblings couldn’t stand me, and of course, I didn’t have an easy time at school either. Once again cornered in the bathroom, I no longer called for help, knowing no one would come anyway. I just silently crouched down, hugging my knees, but still couldn’t help sobbing quietly. Not long after, the door opened, and Jason leaned against the doorframe. He said, “Why are you so easy to bully? Call me ‘bro’, and I’ll have your back from now on. No one will dare mess with you again.” Jason kept his word. After that, no one at school ever bullied me again. When I was locked in the basement by my stepsister and nearly suffocated to death, it was he who descended like a god and saved me. When I was trapped by a flood and almost lost my life, it was he who came through the wind and rain, carried me on his back, and escaped the predicament step by step. When I was slandered by classmates, it was he who firmly stood by my side and proved my innocence. But later, Jason’s family suddenly met with misfortune. Overnight, they lost everything and were left with enormous debts. He fell from the clouds into the mud. I stood on tiptoe and kissed away his tears, “You still have me. I’ll always be with you.” Later, I unhesitatingly chose the same university as him and flew to the city where he was. We got married right after graduating from college. At that time, Jason loved me very much and was extremely good to me. Back then, we were very poor, but we were happy. We lived in a tiny partitioned room in a shared apartment, without even a window. Every day we carefully budgeted, trying to find ways to increase income and reduce expenses, hoping to pay off the debts as soon as possible. At that time, our only way to relax was making love. When we made love, the bed creaked along with the hum of the old fan. Jason held me tightly, as if he wanted to fuse me into his blood and bones. Once when he was drunk, he held my hand, his eyes twinkling with laughter. He pulled out a ring from his pocket and carefully slipped it onto my finger, “Wear this for now. When we have money later, I’ll get you a better one.” Later, we really did become wealthy, and I did get better rings. But the one I loved most was still that small ring from back then. Everyone said Jason treated me so well. Many men abandon their wives who stood by them through thick and thin after they become successful. But Jason and I had been together for so many years, and our relationship was still great. If it weren’t for Amber, I probably would have thought so too. I asked Jason to fire Amber, but he refused. “She hasn’t made any mistakes in her work. I can’t fire her without reason. Amber has already explained to me that she didn’t mean any harm.” Jason tiredly pinched the bridge of his nose, “Emily, stop making a fuss.” I suddenly felt it was all quite meaningless. “Jason, have you fallen in love with Amber?” His body froze for a moment. Frowning, he said, “Emily, can you stop imagining things? I just see her as a sister.” I stared at him intently, trying to discern the truth or falsehood of his words from his eyes. My voice was calmer than ever, “The kind of sister you accompany to concerts, keep menstrual pain pills ready for in your office, give the same necklace as your wife, and sleep with? Then can I go find a brother too?” Complex emotions flashed in his eyes as he shook his head repeatedly, “There’s really nothing between me and her. Do you think you’re only insulting me and Amber by saying this? No, you’re insulting yourself too, and the more than ten years of feelings between us.” He’s really good at acting. Looking at the man in front of me, I suddenly felt so unfamiliar, as if I had never understood him at all. My voice was so faint that a breeze could have scattered it, “Jason, if you dare to do it, you should dare to admit it. This… is really tasteless of you.”
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