The Fireworks He Set For Her - Chapter 5: Chapter 5
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Studying abroad with my mentor became the happiest ###Chapter of my life.
Back home, Rafael couldn't stand hearing me play piano. His constant disapproval made me dread practicing until my love for music slowly died. But now, with each note I played, I found pieces of myself again—that passionate girl who once lived for music. No longer was I the trembling housewife walking on eggshells in my own home.
I still remembered Rafael's empty promise: "Lily, you don't need to play anymore. I'll provide everything. Just stay home and support me." Like a fool, I believed him—until the day he started calling me worthless and lazy.
After a triumphant performance, I checked my phone to find dozens of messages from Rafael. A whole month after I'd disappeared, he finally noticed.
[What's this divorce nonsense, Lily?]
[Stop these childish games and come home NOW.]
[Answer your damn phone!]
When I didn't respond, the calls started pouring in. His texts grew increasingly desperate:
[Fine, you win. I bought you a new piano. Happy now?]
[I wasn't ignoring you—I was setting up the nursery. Come see it.]
He even sent photos of the carefully decorated nursery, each detail painstakingly arranged. The irony burned—he was preparing for a child that no longer existed.
When his call came through again, my trembling finger accidentally hit answer instead of decline.
"Lily, enough of this tantrum!" His voice crackled with irritation. "My patience isn't infinite. Are you really this upset about me taking Jenna on a business trip?"
"Business trip?" I laughed bitterly. "How generous of you, Rafael. Is sleeping with employees part of their benefits package?"
His shocked silence lasted only seconds before he exploded. "How dare you! Do you have any idea what false accusations like that could do to a woman's reputation? You could destroy her life!"
Back home, Rafael couldn't stand hearing me play piano. His constant disapproval made me dread practicing until my love for music slowly died. But now, with each note I played, I found pieces of myself again—that passionate girl who once lived for music. No longer was I the trembling housewife walking on eggshells in my own home.
I still remembered Rafael's empty promise: "Lily, you don't need to play anymore. I'll provide everything. Just stay home and support me." Like a fool, I believed him—until the day he started calling me worthless and lazy.
After a triumphant performance, I checked my phone to find dozens of messages from Rafael. A whole month after I'd disappeared, he finally noticed.
[What's this divorce nonsense, Lily?]
[Stop these childish games and come home NOW.]
[Answer your damn phone!]
When I didn't respond, the calls started pouring in. His texts grew increasingly desperate:
[Fine, you win. I bought you a new piano. Happy now?]
[I wasn't ignoring you—I was setting up the nursery. Come see it.]
He even sent photos of the carefully decorated nursery, each detail painstakingly arranged. The irony burned—he was preparing for a child that no longer existed.
When his call came through again, my trembling finger accidentally hit answer instead of decline.
"Lily, enough of this tantrum!" His voice crackled with irritation. "My patience isn't infinite. Are you really this upset about me taking Jenna on a business trip?"
"Business trip?" I laughed bitterly. "How generous of you, Rafael. Is sleeping with employees part of their benefits package?"
His shocked silence lasted only seconds before he exploded. "How dare you! Do you have any idea what false accusations like that could do to a woman's reputation? You could destroy her life!"
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