My beloved wife

Rita insisted on divorcing Aaron. No matter what he said, she only had one word—divorce.

"Why do you want a divorce?" Aaron looked at his wife, feeling worried about her. Rita looked very haggard. She had dark circles under her eyes, as if she did not sleep for a whole night. They hadn't seen each other for only two days, but she seemed to have become noticeably thinner.

Aaron walked up to touch her face, but was dodged by Rita. "Don't touch me!"

"Why? Couldn't I even touch my own wife?"

"I'm not your wife," Rita said stubbornly.

"What's wrong? Riri, what happened?" Before Rita could say anything, tears fell down her face. She looked up at Aaron, biting her lips and said, "I told you. We need to divorce. We are not suitable for each other."

"Why? Why are we not suitable? I think we are quite suitable."

okay? I really don't want

don't bother yourself anymore. If you are doing this just

never be the same

voice. She couldn't

as before? They used to be so good and sweet. It was impossible for the two of them to

bloodshot. "I beg you. Please! Please let me go. I'm not suitable for you. I really don't

looked like an exquisite work of art. It was so attractive and his black eyes were shining. He stared straight at Rita

anymore. I don't want

be that nothing not happened? She had gone through a lot, and she couldn't pretend nothing had

me?' Aaron was in a great panic now.

said I will treat you well. I will be good to you all my