After marrying Zane,
I knew that Aurora had been with him longer than any other woman.
Initially, I didn't know about the ten-year entanglement between her and Zane.
I assumed she was like other women, trying her best to secure a position.
Although Zane and I lived separate lives, not interfering with each other,
I wouldn't allow someone else to take my husband, who was worth hundreds of millions.
So, I confronted Aurora, heavily pregnant and full of anger.
That day was the first time I met Aurora.
She was so thin, with barely any flesh on her bones, as if a gust of wind could sweep her away.
She looked up at me, with a lingering sadness in her eyebrows.
I glared at her, thinking, what a pretense of pity.
I gave her a stern lecture.
But.
She answered with dignity, striking my soul with force.
She said that she had been with Zane for ten years.
But Zane had married me.
Yet, she had never resented me, another woman.
Because the culprit was Zane.
We were both victims.
At that moment, I had an epiphany.
I felt a little ashamed.
It was the men who had done wrong.
Why did I blame Aurora for Zane's infidelity without a second thought?
I returned home in a daze, and coincidentally, Zane was there. I laid everything out.
Let's get a divorce.
Zane, without lifting his eyelids: "Fine."
His arrogance infuriated me.
I scolded him: "Zane, you're so hypocritical. You never really loved me."
He remained unmoved.
I sneered, exposing him: "The person you love is Aurora, isn't it?"
He raised his head abruptly: "What does Aurora have to do with this? Don't go after her."
I was so angry with Zane that my belly hurt.
My waters broke.
I was rushed to the hospital.
Zane took a call and turned to go to Aurora's place.
The call was from the police station.
They informed Zane that the bastard had been caught.
Zane feared that Aurora, upon hearing the news, would cut ties with him.
So he rushed to Aurora's place to prevent her from leaving.
Sure enough, Aurora proposed a breakup as soon as she saw him.
He deliberately changed the subject, using me to provoke Aurora.
In the heat of their argument, Aurora was pushed to the ground.
He belatedly discovered.
Aurora was pregnant.
The baby was lost.
Aurora suffered severe bleeding and couldn't be saved.
The doctor told Zane:
"Your wife's will to live was too weak. We did our best."
Zane knelt on the ground, repenting and willing to give his life.
But Aurora was gone forever.
After Aurora's death, I questioned myself.
If I hadn't argued with Zane that day, would I not have ended up in the hospital?
Would Zane not have used me as an excuse to hurt Aurora?
Would Aurora not have died?
Aurora, I'm sorry.
The day Aurora died,
I gave birth to a daughter.
I named her Rainbow.
Her nickname is Rainy.
I hope her life will be as beautiful as rainbow.
Oh, the father of this child isn't Zane.
Zane, when he was drunk, thought we had slept together.
But we never did.
I handed the tax records I found in Aurora's apartment over to the police.
The next day, Zane was taken away by the police.
I liquidated all of his assets.
I divided them into three portions.
One portion was set aside to raise my child.
Another portion was used to establish several Schools in Aurora's hometown.
The last portion, I gave to Aurora's mother.
She talked to me at length.
She said that their Aurora had been very obedient since childhood.
But she hadn't treated Aurora well.
Raising Aurora was like raising someone else's daughter-in-law, not her own daughter.
She demanded that Aurora be obedient and virtuous.
Aurora had to do a lot of housework from a young age, her hands covered in chilblains, washing clothes in the icy river.
After elementary school, other children could play carefree.
Aurora couldn't; she had to cook.
After cooking, she would go to the nearby gambling club to call her mother back for dinner.
If her mother won money, she would happily go home.
If she lost, she would curse Aurora for bringing bad luck.
Later, Aurora's father ran off with his mistress, taking all their savings.
When her mother was left alone and destitute, she finally thought of her daughter...
That's when their relationship gradually improved.
I couldn't listen anymore. I cried and said:
"Auntie, before Aurora died, she was calling for you."
"Auntie, you failed her."
Aurora's mother fell to the ground, clutching her chest, crying her heart out.
I visited Zane in prison.
His dejected appearance made him almost unrecognizable.
I sighed, composing myself.
I said, "Zane, the company tax records were found in Aurora's apartment."
"I know."
"It was me who turned them in. Aurora didn't get the chance to retaliate against you, so I did it for her."
Zane didn't say anything.
I continued, "I found some diaries at Aurora's place, Zane. Aurora loved you so much."
Zane lifted his head, his voice hoarse: "Where are the diaries?"
I smiled unchanged: "I burned them."
Zane jumped up, and the nearby officers quickly restrained him. His eyes bloodshot, he struggled desperately, wailing like a wild animal.
I left calmly.
Outside the prison, the clear blue sky was truly beautiful.
