The Day I Stopped Loving My Husband
Language: en
After my miscarriage, I became the kind of wife Ethan had always wanted. I no longer shared the interesting parts of my day with him. I no longer called him all night when he didn't come home. Even when Ethan and his mistress Quinn were about to have sex, I could remain expressionless and thoughtfully prepare condoms for them. But he got angry and viciously threw the condoms on the ground. "No need for those. I'm planning to have a child with Quinn. Aren't you jealous?" I replied indifferently, "Whatever." Ethan was frustrated by my lack of reaction and kept pushing, wanting to see…