Trapped in a Marriage I Thought Was Love

I accidentally ran over my drunk neighbour while driving.

My husband didn’t utter a word of complaint. Instead, he negotiated tirelessly with the neighbor’s family, eventually settling on a compensation of 1.5 million.

That sum wiped out our savings, leaving us barely scraping by.

Guilt gnawed at me, but my husband simply took my hands and said, “Alexis, money is just something external. As long as we work hard, we’ll earn it back.”

His unwavering support moved me to tears. I felt incredibly lucky to have married him.

Because of this, he worked even harder, rarely coming home.