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Devon and James got married because of an arranged marriage.

Devon learned to love him but he didn't. He doesn't really care about what happened to her.

One day, Devon discovered she got pregnant.

James didn't care.

After nine months, a son was born.

Devon named him James Daniel.

James didn't care again. But Devon knows deep inside, James is really happy because of the child.

It definitely looked like him.

On his son's 3rd birthday, they celebrated it in a resort.

There was a beach. Her son loves beach.

She asked her maid to look out for her son because she needs to get her son's towel.

She came back, James was there swimming to a deep part of the beach.

The maid was soaking wet.

" What happened?" she nervously asked.

" Daniel, asked me to swim with him. We were hit by a huge wave. I dropped him in the water. Sir James is trying to look for him now." the maid stated.

Tears started to flow. And she started to call out for her son's name.

She went to the water. She looked for her son too.

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It was already night. A boat started to dock.

She was very anxious.

Then a man stepped down from the boat.

He pulled out her son's dead body.

She cannot stop crying. All she did was  to cry and hug her son.

James cannot stop his tears from flowing...

His son, his son is gone...

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A year after that, James always get drunk.

Devon then saw him going to motel with other girls when she tried to follow him.

She let that pass because maybe he was still mourning.

But that happened again. He seldom goes home.

And when he does, he is always drunk.

One time, Devon caught him again with a girl.

But this time in their house.

Their kissing.

She cannot take it anymore. She is the one who is definitely suffering not him.

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She looked for an opportunity to tell James what she wanted to say.

Then it was now.

" James, I know you were just forced to be married with me... I know you don't love me... I learned to love you... I found happiness in you. When our son was born I had hope that you might love me, but my hopes leads to nothing. You got even worse when our son died." she started.

" You started bringing girls in motels, even here in our house. You always get drunk, you seldom go home... James, if you don't really like me here, tell me, do not make it hard for me. Maybe we should end this... Maybe we should divorce..." she said tears flowing in her eyes.

" Yeah, maybe you right..." that is all what he said.

" You are free to do all what you want..." she said.