100 Reasons to Kill My Husband

Chapter 22

Using the word ‘jealous’ in our relationship actually had a bit of Arabian Nights1(1) referring to the folktales One Thousand and One Nights https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Thousand_and_One_Nights meaning. In the beginning, I was simply unhappy that Yu Haiqiao would actually have other thoughts in our relationship. As long as he could sincerely let me know that his goddess had come back, I would have started having other thoughts.

I could also move back to where I lived before and give him some space to calmly think about what he wanted to do, such as coming up with the correct answer of divorcing and other procedures, but now that the matter has developed up to this point, it was no longer about the boring problem that was Chen Xie any longer.

I cast Yu Haiqiao a glance, “You’re 30 years old not 13. Can you not be so childish when you’re trying to reflect on a problem?”

Yu Haiqiao raised a brow and bluntly explained to me, “There was a period in time where she was a bit tight on finances.” He paused for a while before adding, “Alright. In university, she borrowed a lot from internet lending but in the end, there was a limit to it. With no one to lend her money, she turned to me. Didn’t I join a lot of useless competitions back in university? With a bit of the money left from winning those, I lent it to her. I didn’t think it would be nice to her if I told anyone else so I kept it a secret.” He looked a little helpless, “I couldn’t be a creditor who didn’t want my money back and simply ignored her,” He even justified, “I’m not a spendthrift or a fool.”

“…..” I didn’t respond.

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Yu Haiqiao continued, “Because she owed me money, she treated me to a couple of meals. I also didn’t have much time and I had to go home for dinner so I could only have lunch with her.” He then said with a muffled chuckle, “Did you see the photo someone posted at our junior high group chat?”

I looked at Yu Haiqiao, revealing a casual yet slightly resentful expression at his tone, “Do you feel proud?”

Yu Haiqiao pursed his lips and looked at me extremely guilelessly, “No. I was wrong.” This guy was so fickle, suddenly being in good spirits and pretending that everything was going fine like he usually acted. He then filled my cup with another glass of water.

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I carefully recalled how Yu Haiqiao scolded me when he lost his temper and said, “You thought I was odd when I shaved my head and wore a dress in elementary school.”

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Yu Haiqiao muttered to himself for a moment before earnestly explaining, “That’s because I thought that you were a boy like me. You even fought with me every day.”

I scoffed, “Even if I’m a girl who shaved her head and wore a dress, so what? If I were really a boy, why can’t I wear a dress all the same?”

Yu Haiqiao coughed, “Stop trying to twist words and force logic.”

I continued to sigh, “Isn’t this considered a difference in ideologies? In your eyes, girls should do girly stuff. They have to have long hair and shouldn’t fight with boys, whereas boys shouldn’t wear dresses.” I sneered, “Girls should do girly things and boys should do boyish things, is that right?”

“…..” Yu Haiqiao responded with a slow “ah” and then cast me two glances.

I bet he was definitely thinking about how to retort my argument but I wasn’t gonna give him any chances. I continued, “Because I couldn’t stand the heat, I shaved my head, but you thought of me as an attention seeker because I was different from the others.”

Yu Haiqiao rubbed his earlobe and retorted, “I never said that.”

I scoffed, “You made fun of people who are short and people who did poorly in maths. Why? Did you think that these people didn’t deserve love?”

Yu Haiqiao heard this and stayed silent for a good while. He frowned and narrowed his eyes at me.

I continued, “You aren’t even a DINK. Perhaps you quite like children.”

Yu Haiqiao stayed silent and wore a helpless look, “Shi Ran, I’ve never forced you to have a kid.” He paused, “Even if I really want you to give birth to one, there was never an accidental possibility in all the years we’ve been married.”

I nodded. This was enough, “Alright. I got it.”

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Yu Haiqiao looked at me, his expression relaxed as though he was looking at a kid, “What did you get?”

“I was just thinking that you were definitely feeling very touched.” I said.

“Touched about what?” asked Yu Haiqiao.

“Touched about what you had to sacrifice. In your eyes, Shi Ran is an attention-seeker. Her personality is also very terrible. You have sacrificed a lot in your marriage with her that you’re so touched to death by yourself.”

“I didn’t say those words.” Yu Haiqiao furrowed his brows, his voice so low it carried a tone of unhappiness, “Do you have to say it in such an ugly way?”

I cast him a small smile and maintained the same innocent expression Yu Haiqiao wore everyday, “I didn’t. I only said the exact same thing you told me before and returned it to you.” I continued to maintain the small smile, “Yu Haiqiao, let me tell you. Even if you learned from a pickup artist, you found the wrong partner to practice your tricks on. Even if you think I have a terrible personality or that I’m an attention-seeker, even if you tell me that nobody will want me aside from you because of my terrible personality, I still like myself. I like my character, I like my thoughts and I like the way I behave. I wouldn’t be hurt by a few words of yours.”

Yu Haiqiao stared straight at me for a few seconds and only coldly asked me after a long time, “Have you always looked at me like that?”

I leaned against the back of the chair and expressionlessly returned his gaze, “Yeah. Just like the way you look at me.”

Yu Haiqiao’s voice remained cold, “Don’t you think your words are too unpleasant?” He paused for a while and sneered, “Then again, you only love yourself. In this world, you only love yourself.”

I looked at him, and felt really amused, “If I don’t f*cking love myself, should I wait for you to f*cking love me?”

“….” Yu Haiqiao took a deep breath and frowned, shifting his gaze away from me.

I continued, “My words are unpleasant? When you said this, did you not feel that your words were unpleasant?”

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Yu Haiqiao dropped his head and didn’t look at me, seemingly having lost his temper, “I was just kidding with you, why are you taking it seriously?”

How funny. Naturally, joking words shouldn’t be taken seriously under the context of joking but try asking any girl who was in a foul mood if she would only discuss the matter that just happened, they would naturally pull out things that happened a hundred years ago to throw into the discussion.

I sneered, “Who f*cking knows if you’re joking or telling the truth.”

Yu Haiqiao shifted his gaze to me and remained silent for a long while. With a stiff face, he tried his best to control his temper and spat out, “I’m not gonna argue with you.”

I calmly told him, “I’m not arguing with you either.” I said, “I was just telling you the difference in our ideologies.”

Yu Haiqiao scrunched his brows, seemingly unable to press back his temper after a long time. He let out a cold scoff, “What difference in ideology? Did I f*cking ignore you from shock in elementary school just because you suddenly wore a dress? Did I do anything when you suddenly shaved your head in senior high and became the topic of rumors in our class?”

I carefully recalled my memories, “You did. You made fun of me behind my back like an idiot for several days.”

Yu Haiqiao looked at me and laughed grimly, “I did. At that time, an idiot in my class told me that there was an idiot girl who came to class with a bald head. At that time, I was so nosy, I went to shut him up and nearly got beaten up by him. I was a f*cking idiot for enrolling in the local city’s university. I have a f*cking s*xual disorder that’s why I went to bed with you without my pants. Because I didn’t have a condom, I wore my pants back and laid in bed with you talking about stupid ideals in life.”

“…..” I looked at Yu Haiqiao who was frowning and emitting a heavy air that showed he was in a foul mood. I wanted to angrily ask him what he was shouting for. I was the idiot for agreeing to his proposal, the idiot who complied strictly with his code of conduct of mutual help and mutual agreement of not interfering with each other’s life in this stinky marriage.

Yu Haiqiao glared angrily at me, “What difference in ideology, what open marriage. You finally met your true love huh! If you met him then fine!”

I hadn’t even scolded him when this b!tch actually lost his temper all of a sudden. I had just scrunched my brows when Yu Haiqiao glared at me, “If you f*cking want to divorce that much, fine, let’s do it! In any case, the only one who can convince you in this f*cking world is you who f*cking loves yourself the most. You wanna decide who gets to f*cking stop you huh, Shi Ran? Fine, go on, do whatever you want. I’ll do whatever you want me to do alright?!!”

Yu Haiqiao yelled out a bunch of repeated nonsense in one mouth and stormed back to his room in a huff.

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I cursed, wondering why this b!tch suddenly got grumpier than me.

I stood in place, clenching my fist hard. In any case, I didn’t get anything else other than the b!tch saying he wanted a divorce. If he wants a divorce, then a divorce he shall get!

KMH – TOC for advanced chapters [Complete]


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5 Comments

  1. pyotr
    pyotr

    I feel so bad enjoying the drama between these two. Like YAAAS fight some more! *claps and whistles* Have even more unresolved misunderstandings! Divorce! Divorce!!

    Btw is YH gaslighting SR? 💀cuz he literally said some mean things and then he said he didn’t say those things a few moments later…

    Thanks for the chapter :3

  2. Calelemonade

    When you attempt to communicate with the other person and the outcome is communication error, that’s when you know you need to invite yourself out of the relationship. That being said, DIVORCE BABE DIVORCE