After I Learned I Was Going to Be His Ex-Wife Chapter 13
[Oh my god, I’ve been holding this in for years. Finally, I can say something.]
[I once said, ‘The male lead and his wife seem happy together. Why are you forcing them apart? and I got dragged for pages in the comments.]
[Right. The female lead was written as a self-made striver. Why would she turn down a promotion
abroad or fall for a married man? That ruined her character.]
[The author deleted all the critical comments and shut down the comments for years.]
[But now it seems the author wrote an alternate version where the female lead doesn’t end up with
the male lead. She takes the overseas position and becomes a legend.]
I was overwhelmed by this flood of new comments. The hateful comments about me were gone.
I found a few special ones among them.
[This was my first book. Like a parent who dotes on their child, I couldn’t stand anyone criticizing
- I refused to hear any negative feedback.]
[But as I’ve grown, as my views on women have changed, I can finally see its flaws and limits.]
[Like my readers said. Would a character like Julia, someone who fought so hard to climb up, really give up a chance to be an executive role abroad for a man?]
[I don’t think she would. She wouldn’t give up a chance to grow. And she wouldn’t love a married
man either.]
[And then there’s the male lead, Ethan. I wrote him as only feeling obligated to Emily, not love. But
recently I had a weird dream. In the dream, I saw things from his perspective.]
[I felt his emotions. When Emily ran into his arms after work, his heart was full. When Emily started avoiding him, he was terrified and lost. When she asked for a divorce, it felt like something
inside him broke.]
[I woke up confused. Could it be that outside of what I wrote, they developed their own feelings?]
[In Ethan’s eyes, Emily wasn’t some flat villain anymore. She was this adorable wife. Just having her next to him filled him with joy.]
[In that dream, I could feel how much Ethan really loved Emily. So I wrote this alternate version.]
¡An open ending. Let the characters decide their own fate. It felt like the right way to close the bock on my first novel.]
I shot up from my seat.
Julia looked startled. “What’s wrong?”
“Sorry. I need to go check something.”
I started to walk away, then stopped and turned back.
I waved at her. “Good luck with your career. You’ll be great.”
Julia blinked, then smiled and waved back.
“I will be.”
