Confronting the Ruin My Ex Caused

Synopsis

I found an old phone in my husband Ethan Lloyd's coat pocket. The password was his first love's birthday. Inside were records of every time they had sex — in his office, in the bathroom of the café downstairs, even in our marital bedroom. "Lily, is it fun invading other people's privacy?" I turned around. Ethan was standing in the doorway. I was exhausted. This time, I didn't bother fighting with him. I just said calmly, "Let's get a divorce." Ethan smashed the phone on the floor right in front of me, his expression utterly indifferent. "That's all in the past." He asked, "Still want the divorce?" I nodded seriously. "Yes." "Enough. Stop making a scene." Ethan frowned, clearly impatient. "Be good. Once the project wraps up at the end of the year, I'll make time to take you skiing in Hokkaido, okay?" When I didn't respond for a long