After the Third Time

"I was the person Henry Johnson, the head of the San Nello mafia, loved more than anyone else.He loved me with absolute devotion.During our three years of marriage, he spoiled me endlessly and treated me like a princess.Yet this same man, who claimed to love me so deeply, divorced me three times, each time for the sake of his childhood sweetheart.The first time, intimate photos of them at the airport went viral.That very night, he placed the divorce papers in front of me."Selena," he said, "Melanie's father once saved my life. I can't allow her to be condemned as a homewrecker. Let's divorce for now. Once this storm passes, we'll remarry."With my heart in pieces, I signed the papers and prepared to leave.However, at the airport, Henry stopped me. He broke down in front of me and begged,"I've already taken care of the media. Melanie has gone abroad again. I've repaid everything I owed her family. Please don't leave. Let's get married again."His tearful pleas softened my resolve.That was the first time I forgave him.The second time, he came to me looking utterly worn out."Melanie was implicated by her boyfriend and ended up in prison," he said. "I need to bail her out as her spouse. Once she's free, we'll remarry right away."I believed him.That time, he kept his promise. He returned and remarried me.The third time, he lowered his head and hesitated, unable to look me in the eye."Melanie is about to give birth," he said. "An unwed pregnancy would destroy her modeling career. I have to help her. This will be the last time. Once the child is settled, we'll remarry. I promise this will never happen again."I looked at him for a long time.In the end, I answered softly,"Okay."However, on the day we were meant to register our marriage again,I never appeared.Any love I still had was worn away bit by bit.In the end, I left for good, taking with me not only a broken heart, but also the unborn heir he would never know."