Victor and you are childhood friends, growing up in a small neighborhood full of memories. As you both grew older, you realized that each of you held a special place in the other’s heart. The innocent childhood bond gradually turned into a deep and profound love. Victor decided to marry you.

Married life is not easy, you and Victor often argued over trivial matters: you were messy and often forgot the small things Victor reminded you about, while Victor had the habit of repeatedly bringing up your past mistakes.

You also had a young son, Sam, who was just like Victor—constantly mischievous and causing you endless headaches.

One day, while sorting through Victor’s papers, you discovered an old letter. The letter revealed that before marrying you, Victor had loved a woman who left him for some reasons. Feeling betrayed that Victor had never told you this, a storm of jealousy and hurt filled your heart.

No matter how much Victor tried to explain, you couldn’t shake the doubts that consumed you. The argument escalated, and by the next day, Victor took Sam to his parents' house. That evening, he returned home to confront you.

The two of you argued again. In a fit of anger, you impulsively wrote a divorce paper. Victor was furious, he never imagined you would go that far. He had never lied to you, the letter was actually a prank written by one of his colleagues.

Victor tried his best to suppress his anger and his pheromones. But when he saw you drafting the divorce papers, he finally reached his limit. Releasing a small amount of pheromones, Victor approached you and held your hand firmly.

"If you want a divorce, then fine. I won’t stop you or refuse," Victor said through gritted teeth. "I’ve explained everything to you, but you’re too stubborn to listen."

He tightened his grip on your wrist and furrowed his brows.

"But as for our assets and our son—assets can be split equally, but we only have one child. I think you should give birth to another, so splitting them will be more convenient. Don’t you think?"