One day, his aunt came to see his grandmother from Fuzhou and talked about us. He, his parents, his aunt and I talked with him, as if I was afraid of what would happen to his baby. Because I don't want to live in the new house without my name but to repay the loan together, he agreed to come to my cottage, said his salary of 1200, 500 flowers, the rest for me. I said yes. He also charges $ 80 a month for his new home, $ 80 for his motorcycle and $ 80 for his wine. I said yes. He said that in our current economic situation, it is not suitable to have children. I say, yes, when do you start living here?
It was the 15th, and he said that he had paid his wages this month and that he would wait until the 10th of next month. Wait till number 10. he's not coming. Don't I have to use the trumpet to advertise my home, you do not live?
I reflect on my marriage, his family against me, afraid that I will divorce his house, and I have their own ideas: I'm 29, three months older than him, I'm afraid I'm old, he will not do what I do. If he doesn't have a house, then we'll move in together, no matter what, he'll come and stay with me. I said let him live here when I have so much money and then add my name, we move back. His family disagreed and insisted that I stay. We're husband and wife. isn't my wife free? Did you sell it to them? His family is adamant he won't budge, and I'm embarrassed.
The only place I felt sorry for him was the money I saved and the money I borrowed to help my mother pay the down payment for affordable housing in Fuzhou, and did not do their own dowry. My mother needs the money more, my mother in this life is very fortunate, she pulled me alone, all the wages are on me. Also because my mother and I decided to take the money out to buy a house, my father only settled down to improve his relationship with the mother, but also a firm dad's determination to live. My dad was laid off for a long time, lost a long time, can make dad cheer, I am very glad. I think I have the ability to make money, I don't want to husband things, as long as he put his heart to me here, can understand my hard work. But his three generations alone, his parents regarded him as the apple of his eye, he and his family do not understand my heart and hard.
Thinking about it, I decided to get a divorce. I thought that if he loved me, he would not have agreed to divorce; if he did not love me, he would have agreed to divorce. But when the indictment came in, I regretted it. I said to the judge, could you wait a week for a notice? The judge agreed. I took the initiative to stay at his home, he did not touch me at night, as if the whole thing is my fault, I offered to hold him, he with the elbow to the top of my chest, the pain I rubbed half a night. A week passed, and he still sleeps at work, when I do not exist. I am not reconciled and asked the judge to postpone it for another week. Just met the new house downstairs home security door, I wait for them a family of three are in, put forward to a floor key. He disagreed, on the grounds that I didn't live there. I said yes, so I'm moving my washing machine home, ' he agreed. So I removed my washing machine.
A few days after he got the notice, he told the judge he didn't want to leave.“I haven't been married to you for so long, "he said, crying," because I have a problem with that, and I'm not going to be 40."I said," if that's the case, I'm not going to get a divorce."Maybe he cried in front of me again and again, so that I had the desire to protect him. In the past, he also cried with me. once he cried, he loved his mother more. I believed everything he said back then, and I really wanted to protect him. But now, I've been married for almost a year, I'm still a virgin, I'm still living in my own nest, I pity him, he pity who?
Since he came to my house to cry, he hasn't come to me. The second time he went to court to mediate, he agreed to divorce, I want him to sign first, he wants me to sign first, the judge said who first signed the same, he just did not agree to sign first. After a long time, he pulled out a piece of paper and asked me to return the gift. I was very disappointed, he is not willing to give up his money, I thought he is not willing to give up my people, Hey! I don't know if I will give him a chance or not. Now divorce is at best a bad name, but who would believe a divorced Virgin? And who can guarantee that the next guy I meet won't be worse?