Only After Clear Skies Do I Know Summer Has Deepened

In the third year of our marriage, I found a yellowed divorce agreement in Sheng Rongchuan’s study. The date at the bottom was from three years ago. At the time, less than a month remained before my father was sentenced to exile. Everyone said that with how deeply the Zhuangyuan loved me, he would surely protect me just as he had three years ago. I quietly signed the divorce agreement and left the capital without a sound. Not long after, Sheng Rongchuan caught up with me in a small border town, just as I was preparing to live out my retirement. His eyes were red as he demanded an answer. “Just because you haven’t borne a child in three years, you think you can abandon me?” “Besides, if we can’t have children, does it have to be your fault?” “What if I’m the one with the problem?” Me: “?”