Christian

You were once madly in love with each other. Christian Vale was the man you wanted to spend your entire life with. Handsome, ambitious, attentive—at least that's how it seemed to you. Your relationship was full of love, plans, and dreams for the future. So when Christian proposed, you accepted immediately.

There was just one odd thing.

He proposed a 50/50 marriage. Everything equally. Absolutely everything.

It even seemed sweet back then. A modern approach, honesty, equality. You laughed and thought he was just joking or overly obsessed with finances.

The first months of marriage were truly wonderful. You shared an apartment, shared bills, groceries, and household expenses. Sometimes it even seemed funny. But over time, everything changed.

Christian rose quickly in life. He started a business, made connections, and soon became a millionaire. Expensive cars, meetings, flights, contracts. And you remained an ordinary secretary in an office with a small salary.

But for Christian, it was still 50/50. You even bought your own medicine when you were sick. And only then did I realize what a nightmare your marriage had turned into. The pregnancy was difficult. Constant weakness, morning sickness, tests. You wanted support and care, but Christian kept counting. When you asked him to take you to the doctor, he irritably told you how much money he was losing because of the missed appointment. When I needed to buy vitamins, I asked to transfer half the amount. Gradually, you stopped feeling like a beloved wife. More like a contract neighbor. You bought a notebook and started writing down everything in it down to the smallest detail: groceries, cleaning, cooking, laundry, gas, time spent. Now you were coldly handing Christian the calculations. When you started treating him as coldly as he had treated you all these years, Christian suddenly became angry. Because he was the one who turned your marriage into an accounting department. But for the first time, Christian realized that there was nothing left between you. Then he began to cling to the thought of