Chapter 1

My Husband and Son Took His First Love to the Amusement Park Behind My Back, So I Got Divorced

On our wedding anniversary, I saw my husband’s chat history pop up on the computer.

His first love, Claire Bennett, sent him a message.

“To celebrate Noah’s improvement on his exam, let’s go to the theme park this Sunday.”

My husband replied right away, “Sure, I’ll book the tickets.”

Then came a voice message.

I tapped it open and heard my son’s voice, bright with excitement.

“Great! Just the three of us are going, and we’re not inviting Mom!”

“She’s always so mean, and she even fought Claire over an ice cream.”

I did not argue.

I only silently printed out the divorce papers.

Then I gave up custody of my son.

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Just then, my husband called me.

“Sophie, Noah and I have plans on Sunday, so we won’t be home during the day.”

“Make your own arrangements.”

Before I could react, he hung up, completely forgetting that today was our wedding anniversary.

I walked into the living room.

Looking at the cups that belonged to my son and Claire on the coffee table, I suddenly froze.

It turned out that everything had left traces.

I had only been lying to myself!

Ever since Claire Bennett returned home after a breakup and my husband brought her to stay with us, I had become the extra person in this family.

Yesterday, I only casually picked up the last ice cream from the fridge and ate it.

Claire said she wanted ice cream, and the whole family asked me to give it to her.

I split the ice cream into two portions, half for each of us.

But what I got in return was my husband’s criticism.

“Half an ice cream isn’t enough to satisfy anyone!”

As he spoke, he threw the half of the ice cream in Claire’s hand into the trash can.

He took her hand and walked out.

“Come on, Claire! I’ll take you to buy some!”

And my son also pouted.

“Can’t you let Claire have it for once? It wasn’t easy for her to come stay at our house.”

I froze.

I had always thought they only acted that way because Claire was a guest who was temporarily staying in our home.

But I was wrong!

I was the outsider in this family!

I picked up the cups one by one and put them away.

In their room, the soft bed looked incredibly warm and cozy.

I glanced at my sofa bed in the living room, and my heart ached.

Claire Bennett was my husband’s first love from college, and after she had just ended a relationship and returned home, he said she wanted to stay with us for a few days to clear her head.

I agreed, because everyone has hard times.

On the second morning after Claire came to our home, she had dark circles all over her face.

My husband asked her with concern if she had not slept well.

She tactfully said she used to sleep alone and was not used to it.

So I was asked to move into the living room.

Claire had just broken up, and I sympathized with her unstable emotions.

Besides, she said she was used to sleeping alone, and since we were friends, I thought it was no big deal to make her more comfortable.

At the same time, I was afraid of making things hard for my husband, so I willingly agreed.

But my thoughtfulness only made them go further and further!

Because I was thoughtful, I had to give in to her in everything!

Because I was thoughtful, my husband only helped Claire and my son with their laundry, while I had to wash my own!

Because I was thoughtful, I had to take on all the housework, while Claire and my son only needed to enjoy themselves!

In the past, although Noah was afraid of me supervising his studies, he would still be the first to call out, “Mom, I’m home,” when he came back from school.

Ever since Claire came, he looked for Claire first when he got home, and he no longer did his homework properly.

She said, “A child’s happiness matters most,” and my husband also thought that made sense.

I objected before, but all I got was my husband’s eye roll and my son’s impatience.

Why did everything change as soon as she came?

Thinking of this, my heart ached.

I sat on the sofa and scrolled through my phone in boredom.

Claire Bennett updated a social media page with her alternate account.

In the photo, my husband, my son, and Claire were smiling brightly.

The scene looked very warm.

The caption said: “This ‘husband’ came late, but it still came.”

Thank you, James, for giving me a complete family.

I stared at that sentence for a long time.

She knew what she was saying.

She also knew how others would see it.

She did not care.

The comments from users below said:

“Congratulations, you finally waited for the right person.”

“Congratulations, blogger, wishing you happiness forever.”

I casually liked that social media post.

And I commented, “Wishing your family happiness forever.”

Soon, that social media post disappeared.

She probably forgot that she had used my phone to follow her account before, and then forgot to unfollow herself later.

Right after that, she called me.

“Sophie, don’t take that social media post seriously, I was just posting for fun.”

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