Letter from original partner to mistress

As a mistress, I don’t know how many years have passed between you and my husband, but I know it has been two years.

What have you got in two years, and how much can he give you? What can it help you with? How much time do I have to spend with you? You have wasted this wonderful time on a married man, unable to see the sun or the crowd, and doing things in secret. Can a good young girl commit such a crime?

You and I are exactly the opposite. No matter how good things are that are not mine, I don’t want them.

Don’t expect him to marry you. Even if we divorce, he will not marry you.

Because playing and marrying into the family are two different things.

In fact, I still want to save face for you. I really want to go to your company to promote it and go to your parents’ house to talk about it.

It is up to you to decide how you want to go in the future. If you don’t let my husband go, I will accompany you to see who is hurt in the end.

I can divorce, but he said that he would give all his family property to me and the children, and he would leave the house.

I know your life is not easy now. You can't see him when you want to see him. You want him to walk with you or sleep with you at night. He is not a free person.

This is all the result you brought upon yourself, because your path is not bright and you can only hide in a place where the sun does not shine for a while.

If you let go now, it is not too late. The road ahead is still bright, there is still hope for the future, and the person who truly loves you is right there in the dim light.

One day, the dark crowd discovered your particularly bright eyes. The dance pavilion and singing stage were full of flowers, and he fell in love with you. You will work hard to perform for him.

Inside and outside the play, true and false, I suddenly thought that life is like a play.

I was also fascinated by him and moved him. Among millions of people, I was the only one in their eyes. He lit up my stage, and I gave it tears in return. We are all passionate actors. We have all been spectators.

Your play is about to end, it’s time to wave goodbye and play it again in the next life, with him.

I still have a scene with him, and I will give a wonderful performance in this scene no matter what, no matter if I win applause, laughter, or even tears. When the song ends and everyone disperses, they will eventually leave.