That night, my lover and I were lost in the flames of passion, but this night was destined to change my life.
It is undeniable that I am a family woman with a husband who loves me and cares for me. But the dullness of life made me crave a little spark, and I fell into a risky passion.
Meet him in an unfamiliar bar, our eyes meet in the darkness, and the desires of our hearts burn. After three rounds of drinking, our impulses prevailed over reason, and we indulged ourselves in that desolate place.
It all ended so suddenly, we were ignorantly separated and went back to our respective lives. I returned home at dawn the next day, my face full of shame and unease. My husband looked at me suspiciously, but I chose to be silent. I was so sick of guilt that I couldn't resist a hint of anticipation deep in my heart.
As the days passed, I began to notice the changes in my body. A month later, I was surprised to find out that I was pregnant. I am deeply torn between this life and a mistake or an opportunity to start overMy husband showed amazing tolerance in front of me, and he happily said, "We will welcome this child, no matter what happens." ”
I was dumbfounded by this counter-transfer. I imagined my husband being furious at my betrayal, but I didn't expect him to be so accommodating. In my heart, guilt and gratitude were intertwined, and I began to reflect on what I had done.
Why don't you blame me?I couldn't help but ask my husband.
He smiled and said, "Because I love you, we are facing a new life, this child is innocent." We are all at fault, but we are also responsible. ”
I was touched by my husband's rationality and tolerance. I began to try to make amends for my mistakes, while also working on the new life that was about to come. In the days of waiting, we experienced a baptism of the heart.
After the birth of the child, he becomes the sunshine in our lives. In the laughter of the children, I gradually let go of my past mistakes. And husband, because of our mutual tolerance, our relationship is stronger.
As my children grew up, our family gradually returned to peace, but the past still left a deep imprint on my heart. I tried to make up for my mistakes by taking care of my children and being grateful to my husband, but the guilt in my heart always followed.
One day, my husband took my hand and said with a smile, "Honey, we have let go of the past, and you don't have to blame yourself for that mistake anymore." We are always trying to give our children a warm home. ”
His understanding and tolerance warmed my heart. Maybe it's time for me to learn to let go. However, life doesn't always go as planned. By chance, I met my former lover on the street. He stood there, his eyes revealing a hint of apology and regret.
I wanted to dodge, but he took the initiative to walk up to me and said with a serious expression: "I know I'm sorry for you, sorry for your family. I see the happiness of your family, and I regret not taking care of your emotions in the first place. ”
I looked into his eyes, and the feeling that welled up in my heart was indescribable. Perhaps this is another arrangement of fate, giving each of us a chance to reflect and grow. I took a deep breath and smiled at him, "The past is gone, and we are all looking forward." I hope our family will continue to live happily ever after. ”