Chapter 3 You Want A Divorce? In Your Dreams

• "Enough! Stop knocking already! Would it kill you to take the keys out with you? And yet you have to wait for someone to open the door for you, you high and mighty slacker! Am I your servant or something?!"
• Susan changed into her slippers and entered the house while ignoring Jocelyn Dixon, her mother-in-law's, sarcastic remarks. "Where's Andrew?"
• "He's busy working at his office, of course! He's unlike you, who lives the idle life of a spoiled princess and waits to be fed by my son without making a single dime on your own!"
• Susan turned a deaf ear to Jocelyn's taunts. She was already used to the latter picking on her for not making any money, even if the Baileys didn't need her money at all.
• Throughout the three years of her marriage, Jocelyn had ordered her around like a free maid every single day. When did she ever have the opportunity to go out hunting for a job? She had to get up before dawn to make breakfast for the whole family and prepare three meals for them every day without fail. Moreover, Jocelyn was fussy and very particular about what to eat and wear, so every meal had to contain at least six dishes. These dishes mustn't be too salty or too bland, nor must they be all vegetables or too heavy on the meat; they had to be nutritionally and proportionately balanced, and they had to be different from one day to another. Jocelyn was even harder to please than a queen mother.
• She had put up with all of this to preserve her hard-won marriage, thinking that she was devoting herself to her family. It wasn't until Andrew cheated on her that it finally dawned upon her that the sacrifices she had made for this family were nothing but a joke. I treat them like my family, but they treat me like a free housekeeper!
• In the evening, hearing a knock at the door, Jocelyn immediately put down the remote control and yelled toward the bedroom, "What are you doing, shutting yourself in the room? Come out and make dinner now! Oh, what a wretched life my son's living! He's had a long day working out there, yet he doesn't get to have something warm to eat when he comes home. I really wonder how you can qualify as his wife!" The next instant, her face broke into a smile as she opened the door for her son. "Why are you back so early today? You should've called in advance. I just bought some catfish that she's going to grill for dinner. Aw, look at you! You've lost so much weight working these days. I wonder how someone's been taking care of you."
• Susan heard every word she said, but she didn't come out of the bedroom. Instead, she continued with her packing to get ready to move out today.
• A sullen-faced Andrew returned to the bedroom from the living room. Before the bedroom door even closed, he yanked Susan, who was sitting on the bed folding up her clothes, up and flung her to the wall so hard that she let out a groan of pain when her thin back hit the ice-cold wall. "You're really something, Susan. How dare you fool around out there?! Don't forget who you are!"
• "Who I am, eh?" Susan sneered. "If you can't stand it, why don't you hurry and divorce me? Your Rachel can't wait to take my place!" She felt a surge of vengeful pleasure at Andrew's furious questioning. I got bullied by this family because I was too compliant. I sleep-walked through everything and lived with my eyes shut. I've never been more conscious than right now! Taking a deep breath, she took the divorce papers she had prepared beforehand out of her handbag. She had signed the papers and was waiting for Andrew to sign them.
• Andrew felt his temples tighten as he took the divorce papers. "You're really something now, huh? You're the one who begged to marry me in the first place, so now you deserve to bear the consequences!" he replied. "You may go wherever you want once Grandpa's dead! I'm warning you, Susan, if you dare to upset my applecart at this juncture, I'll never let you off for this!"
• His grandfather Jacob had led a decent life sticking with his wife Vivian through thick and thin, so he hated it most when someone failed to be a good husband. If the Baileys found out that he got divorced for having an affair, they would surely take advantage of this to attack him, thus undermining his position as company president. After all, the Bailey Family had no shortage of heirs!
• "What if I insist on getting divorced?" Not wanting to compromise anymore, Susan just wanted to end their relationship as soon as possible.
• Slap! Angered by her intransigence, Andrew strode to the bedside and gave her a condescending slap across the face. "How dare you!"
• Susan pointed her finger at him while trembling all over with rage. "You're an animal, Andrew Bailey! I can't live like this anymore! I want a divorce!"
• Andrew never expected this stupid woman, who had always been obedient to him, to have the nerve to start defying him now. I wonder who gave her the nerve to do this. His smile deepened at the sight of her helplessly wretched appearance. "You want to free yourself from this? That's unless you're dead, Susan. Bear in mind that no one can save you!"