The Moment I Froze His Black Card Was More Satisfying Than Our Wedding Night - Chapter 115: Chapter 115
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Shawn Brown’s Perspective
I met Winnie Smith when I was eighteen. She descended like an angel into my dark world and brought me endless hope.
We came from similar backgrounds—poor families—but she was always more optimistic than me, and I fell deeply in love with her.
With her encouragement, I started my own business after graduation. I don’t know if it was luck, but within just two years, I became the CEO of a big company.
I thought it was all because of my own ability—not only did I achieve success from nothing, ut I also gave Winnie a life beyond her class.
I proposed to her, wanting to spend my life loving her. The second year after we married, she suddenly said she wanted to introduce me to her parents.
Although my life was better than it had been, the poverty of my past haunted me like a curse, and I couldn’t bring myself to meet her family. I feared that revisiting those times would only remind me of my shame.
Later, Winnie gave birth to our son, and our life seemed even more complete and happy.
I thought I was a deeply loving person, capable of loving Winnie for the rest of my life.
But everything changed when Lindsay White appeared.
Lindsay White was a recent graduate, ten years younger than Winnie and me. She came from a wealthy family, was kind, and had a charm that was very different from Winnie’s.
Winnie was gentle and careful, while Lindsay was carefree and sweet-talking, making everyone around her—including me—easily fall for her.
I admit, I was attracted to Lindsay, but it wasn’t because I no longer loved Winnie.
It was just that we had been together for so long, and life had become so monotonous. Plus, she was older now and had lost some of her vitality.
I started to pay more attention to Lindsay, and over time, I even began to neglect Winnie. Our son, under my influence, even started to like Lindsay too.
I knew Winnie was hurt, but I was like someone bewitched. I didn’t care about her anymore.
It wasn’t until the anniversary day that I truly wounded her.
That day, she left me for the first time.
I met Winnie Smith when I was eighteen. She descended like an angel into my dark world and brought me endless hope.
We came from similar backgrounds—poor families—but she was always more optimistic than me, and I fell deeply in love with her.
With her encouragement, I started my own business after graduation. I don’t know if it was luck, but within just two years, I became the CEO of a big company.
I thought it was all because of my own ability—not only did I achieve success from nothing, ut I also gave Winnie a life beyond her class.
I proposed to her, wanting to spend my life loving her. The second year after we married, she suddenly said she wanted to introduce me to her parents.
Although my life was better than it had been, the poverty of my past haunted me like a curse, and I couldn’t bring myself to meet her family. I feared that revisiting those times would only remind me of my shame.
Later, Winnie gave birth to our son, and our life seemed even more complete and happy.
I thought I was a deeply loving person, capable of loving Winnie for the rest of my life.
But everything changed when Lindsay White appeared.
Lindsay White was a recent graduate, ten years younger than Winnie and me. She came from a wealthy family, was kind, and had a charm that was very different from Winnie’s.
Winnie was gentle and careful, while Lindsay was carefree and sweet-talking, making everyone around her—including me—easily fall for her.
I admit, I was attracted to Lindsay, but it wasn’t because I no longer loved Winnie.
It was just that we had been together for so long, and life had become so monotonous. Plus, she was older now and had lost some of her vitality.
I started to pay more attention to Lindsay, and over time, I even began to neglect Winnie. Our son, under my influence, even started to like Lindsay too.
I knew Winnie was hurt, but I was like someone bewitched. I didn’t care about her anymore.
It wasn’t until the anniversary day that I truly wounded her.
That day, she left me for the first time.
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