After the Divorce, My Ex-Wife Broke Down, Book 5

On the day of our fifth wedding anniversary, I waited for my wife in the living room all night.

At dawn, my wife came back smelling of alcohol, supported by her White Moonlight. Their movements were intimate. I could not hold back and punched her White Moonlight hard.

My wife watched with cold eyes...

Afterwards, I proposed a divorce.

But when I handed the divorce agreement to my wife, she cried and begged me not to leave her...