That's better. Otherwise it might be awkward.
I drag my aching and sour body out of bed. I don't dare go home, so I go to the company after washing a little bit.
I have decided to divorce after last night. I have already lost my family; I can't lose my job.
I work as a clerk at a foreign trade company. I don't like this job very much, and the salary is not high, but at least it is stable. I am a designer before, well paid but tired. Andrew Malan doesn't want me to work so hard after getting married, so I changed my job.
Now I realize that male chauvinist just can’t stand that I earn more than him. I would never change my job if I have known that he is such a scumbag.
My phone is out of power and shuts down automatically last night. I charge the phone and there are dozens of missed calls and many messages sent from Andrew Malan.
I still hope a little.
If he apologizes, if he begs my forgiveness, I may forgive him. But my heart goes dead seeing his messages.