They Waited for Me to Beg

After I insisted on divorce, my ex-wife suddenly became a millionaire and got together with my best friend.

Meanwhile, I ended up working three jobs a day as a waiter.

When we met again, it was at an upscale club.

My friend said with some regret, "If you hadn't insisted on the divorce back then, you'd be the one enjoying the high life now. In the end, your luck always falls just a bit short."

And she looked on indifferently, holding her new husband's hand, with the composure of someone who had trampled me into the mud.

She let everyone jeer at me, treating me as worthless.