Five years after migrating abroad, my husband, Shawn Johnson, brings his true love and her son home.

Jill and Neil are new here. They'll be staying with us for a few days.

He and I get into a huge fight over this.

On my birthday, Shawn hands me a divorce agreement. He says, Hurry up and sign it. Jill needs this country's citizenship, so let's divorce for show first.

I frown, wanting to ask for more details. However, he points at me and calls me heartless.

Shortly after, I see Jill's social media update. Shawnie divorced his wife for me and Neil! We finally have a roof over our heads.

I like the post and sign the divorce agreement. Then, I submit an application to my company to be transferred home.
Chapter 1
My manager, Tom Smith, was surprised when he received my application. He said, You went through so much to come abroad, Joey. Why do you want to return home now?
I lowered my head and smiled bitterly. My parents are back in Summeria, so I think it's better for me to return to be with them.
Just then, my husband, Shawn Johnson, entered the room. He frowned and asked, Who's returning where?
I ignored him and chatted with Tom for a while more before hanging up. I turned around to see Shawn staring at me. Who did you say wanted to return?
I said perfunctorily, A colleague has submitted an application to be transferred back to Summeria.
Shawn smirked. And here I thought you were the one applying to return. Then again, that can't be the case. You worked so hard to be with mehow could you bear to leave?
He reached out to wrap his arms around my waist. Let's have a child once Jill gets her citizenship, honey.
This was how he'd always treated me. He would be nice after being nasty. It was too bad I no longer wanted to see his nice side.
I pushed him away and said icily, We can talk about the future when it actually happens.
Shawn was surprised to hear that. Then, he softened his tone and said, I'm actually not used to you not arguing with me this time. I thought you would fight me to the death over this.
I couldn't help finding his choice of vocabulary mocking. We were a married couple, yet he thought we would need to fight to the death over an outsider.
I chuckled mirthlessly. We've argued so many times that I've grown sick of it.
He started complaining about how I used to argue with him over Jill Green. He said I wasn't considerate of him and that I always hurt his feelings when we fought.
This was what Shawn had always been likehe took things too far whenever he had the chance. That was why I'd been the one bearing with him all these years.
I'd left my parents behind and submitted a request to my company to transfer me abroad because Shawn wanted to migrate.
He told me he didn't yet want to start a family, so I'd told my parents I didn't want to have kids yet and bore the brunt of the stress they gave. Yet ultimately, none of my sacrifices could compare to a word from Jill.
I stood up and looked at Shawn calmly. I won't argue with you anymore.
He looked at me smugly. That's good. Jill and I are just friends, so stop getting jealous over nothing. If
I finished his sentence. If there were anything between you two, I wouldn't have had the chance to be with you.
I'd heard it a thousand times. He nodded in satisfaction. I'm glad you finally understand.
I said, I should've gotten it ages ago.
I should've long since known that I couldn't even compare to a hair on Jill's head in Shawn's heart.
Chapter 2
Just then, a child's voice came from outside the door. Daddy, hurry up and come play racing with me! Mommy's so bad at this!
Shawn instinctively shot to his feet and called out in response. He was already heading toward the door when he turned back to me and said, I'm only going to play with Neil for a while. He's a boy, so Jill
I cut him off. There's no need to explain. I trust you.
He faltered. Then, he said, Good. You should trust me.
He opened the door and left.
Jill's son, Neil Green, had started calling Shawn Daddy since his first day here. I'd expressed my dissatisfaction over this, but Shawn had merely snapped, How can you be so unsympathetic, Jolene? Neil's just a child! It's sad enough that he's lost his father!
I used to get upset whenever I heard Neil calling Shawn Daddy, but it didn't seem to bother me this time. I placed a hand over my heart and smiled. It turned out that I would no longer feel hurt once I decided not to love Shawn anymore.

I heard laughter coming from outside the bedroom. It mingled with Neil calling Shawn Daddy and Shawn's gentle responses. As I listened to them, I thought about the things I had to do.
After a while, my phone rang. It was a call from my mother. She asked whether I'd had any cake since it was my birthday and whether I'd celebrated it. Her words reminded me that I'd yet to eat.
Before ending the call, Mom tentatively asked when I would return. I'd rarely gone back to Summeria after migrating. Initially, it had been due to the instability at my workplace. Later, it was because Shawn said it was too troublesome to fly back and forth.
As soon as I left the room, Neil threw a toy at me. What are you doing in my house, you bad woman? Are you going to take Daddy away from me again?
Before I could say anything, Jill apologized profusely. I'm sorry about this, Jolene. Neil is just a child, so please don't get mad at him.
Shawn growled, You don't need to apologize! It's not a big deal. Besides, Neil's only being like this to her because she scared him in the past. It's her own fault!
He pulled Jill and Neil behind him protectively. Don't tell me you're going to hold a grudge against a five-year-old, Jolene.
I hadn't even said a word, yet the blame was all mine. Instead of defending myself, I said, You guys continue with what you were doing. I only came out to get something.
I headed to the fridge and opened it. That was when I noticed that the cake I'd baked was missing. I looked toward the living room to see a ruined cake on the table.
Shawn noticed my line of sight and said nonchalantly, Was that yours? Neil left it there because he said it tasted bad. I'll buy you one if you want.
I picked up the cake's remains and threw it into the trashcan. Then, I said indifferently, No, it's fine.
After that, I headed to the door to leave. I'd only taken a few steps when Shawn came running after me. Where are you going, Jolene?
I looked at him oddly. This was his first time leaving Jill behind to come after me. Why did you come after me?