Chapter 1681 - 1101: Confession
Second Watch.
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"Brother already understands what I mean..." Lin Chuyue nodded seriously, "That’s right, I mean for brother to divorce Liu Meiqing. A woman like her is not worthy of being brother’s wife!"
"You..." Lin Chudong just shook his head with a bitter smile, "Still as stubborn as before. Do you think your brother is still someone everyone wants? What’s all this about being worthy or not?
Of course, I’m not saying this because I can’t let go of Liu Meiqing. I can’t bear for Shuanshuan to become a child without a mother. Having a mother, whether she’s good or bad, at least people won’t gossip about Shuanshuan.
If I divorce Liu Meiqing, Shuanshuan will be looked down upon at school and face scrutiny when looking for a wife. I don’t want Shuanshuan to suffer that kind of injustice.
I brought Shuanshuan here to give him a better future, Yueyue. My whole purpose in life now is to ensure Shuanshuan becomes successful and lives a good life.
Anything that might negatively impact Shuanshuan’s future, I would never do. Whether Liu Meiqing is good or bad, I have gotten used to putting up with her. It’s not a big deal."
"Brother..." Lin Chuyue looked at her brother helplessly, "You’re not even thirty yet. How can you say it doesn’t matter? When you married her, I advised you against it, but you said she was just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. And what was the result?
Look at the life you’ve been living with her. A grown man has to support the family and look after the child. What’s the point of marrying her? What are a husband and wife? Supporting each other and sharing responsibilities, that’s what makes a couple!
You married a wife, not an ancestor! Why bother marrying her if you want to support an ancestor? Anyway, I suggested this because I really can’t bear to watch any longer.
Your life is only one-third over. If you keep enduring like this, eventually, neither you will be happy, nor will Shuanshuan be. Yes, he should have a mother, but only if she loves him!"
"Yueyue, I know you’re concerned about me and thinking of me, but with my current situation, would getting divorced really be better than this?" Lin Chudong sighed, "We can’t even think about unmarried girls. As for widowed women without kids, they might be slightly better for Shuanshuan, but we’d still have to have another child, right? Who knows how she’d treat Shuanshuan? What if she’s worse than Liu Meiqing?
And if I find someone with children, that’s even worse. She’s looking for someone to share the burden, and we’d definitely fight over the kids. In the end, life would be unbearable.
From the start, I made the wrong choice, and now it’s too late for regrets. Rather than regret more later, it’s better to continue like this. At least it’s the best for Shuanshuan this way.
Maybe I’ll never live with Liu Meiqing again, but in name, she’ll always be Shuanshuan’s mother. I’ll give her money not for any other reason but because she shields Shuanshuan from gossip. I still have to support her."
Lin Chuyue looked earnestly at Lin Chudong: "What if I told you, brother, that I have found a suitable person here? She’s unmarried, childless, truly wants to live well with you, and will be good to Shuanshuan. Would you be willing to divorce Liu Meiqing?"
"Yueyue, don’t joke around. Is there really someone like that?" Lin Chudong laughed, shaking his head, "You don’t need to make jokes for your brother’s sake. I know how much I’m worth."
"I’m not joking, and it’s not to amuse you..." Lin Chuyue glanced around, pulling Shuanshuan and turning indoors, "Brother, let’s not stand outside. Bring your luggage in, and we’ll talk inside."
Once Lin Chudong had settled his luggage, Lin Chuyue looked at him seriously, "Brother, you were classmates with Xiyong’s sister. She’s now working at the county supply and marketing agency. Would you believe me if I said she has never married and it’s related to you?"
"Ha ha..." Lin Chudong scratched his head, laughing, "Yueyue, don’t scare your brother. I’m not the type of man who could dream of someone like Loo Xixia. I didn’t dare back then, and even more so now."
"Why even mention that?" said a female voice, accompanied by a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old woman stepping in. She was of medium height, with delicate features and strikingly glossy black hair, styled into two thick braids hanging over her shoulders. It was none other than Loo Xiyong’s sister, Loo Xixia.