He liked to turn off the main lights in the living room and have the stark white spotlights shine on her face.
"Look at yourself, do you still resemble a well-kept wife?"
The first time he grabbed her by the neck, her vision went black.
She cried out for a divorce.
"I've had enough! I'm leaving! I'm calling the police!"
He knelt in front of her, his face a mess of tears and snot.
"I was wrong, I've really changed. I swear to God! For the sake of the kids, for the sake of this family, don't leave... Look at how young Xu Xu is, and the little sister can't even say 'mom' yet..."
Her heart softened, and she agreed.
After all, the kids were still young, and to outsiders, she was the enviable Mrs. Lowell.
She wiped away her tears and tore up the secretly stashed draft of the divorce agreement.
They reconciled, and for a while, he really became tame.
She once thought the man who used to hold an umbrella for her had finally returned.
But he hadn't changed a bit.
