The General's Broken Vow Chapter 1

My childhood sweetheart, the husband who loved me more than life itself, was set up and ended up sleeping with the new female communications officer.

After the drug wore off, the first thing he did was drag the girl in front of me, knelt down, and said I could punish him however I saw fit.

After seven years of deep love, I treated it as an accident, softened my heart, and forgave him.

For the next five years, we treated each other with mutual respect, becoming the loving couple everyone envied.

Until the night Arthur was promoted to Major General. I specially took a leave of absence and flew for 11 hours to surprise him.

Instead, I overheard a conversation between him and a woman at the door of his office.

"So clingy. We haven't been in touch for just an hour, and you've almost blown up my phone."

"Just wait. Tonight, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed."

My hand, poised to knock, froze. I carefully pushed open the slightly ajar door just a crack.

Looking closely, I was instantly stunned.

This woman was that very same communications officer from years ago.

...

The woman was held in Arthur's arms, her lace panties already pulled down to her knees.

The woman hugged him tight: "I missed you."

Arthur's voice was suggestive: "Tonight, you can reach your hand in, follow my waist, and touch all the way to..."

Like a ghost possessing me, I took out my phone and sent Arthur a text message.

[Arthur, is your promotion ceremony over?]

He didn't reply.

The woman took out two boxes of condoms from the drawer of Arthur's desk.

The same brand and flavor, the ones I was familiar with, the ones Arthur liked using with me the most.

Arthur's voice was cheerful: "Today is the great day of my promotion to Major General. You call the shots on how many times we do it."

I looked down at my phone; still no reply.

The smile on the woman's face grew wider: "You make it sound like I'm the one begging you for it!"

Arthur also smiled dotingly: "Alright, alright, let's get dressed, and then we'll do it till we've had enough."

Seeing them getting ready to come out, I hurriedly hid in a corner, my hands trembling as I pressed the call button.

The mechanical female voice replied coldly: "The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment."

I understood. Arthur had turned on "Do Not Disturb" mode.

This year, Arthur said he had to prepare the materials for his promotion to Major General. As soon as he entered his office, he was too busy to answer calls.

It wasn't the first time I couldn't reach him.

Coming back to my senses, Arthur and the woman were already walking out of the office, hugging each other.

I slightly turned my head to look.

With just one glance, I was nailed to the spot.

Arthur was wearing a crisp military uniform, and on his face was the joyful smile I was so familiar with.

The woman tilted her head up and dropped a light kiss on the corner of his lips.

Arthur smiled gently: "Pulling this trick again."

The corridor lights were dim, but I happened to see his face clearly.

The owner of this face had accompanied me through thirty years of my life.

At age three, I accidentally fell in the military family compound and cried loudly.

He shoved a bullet casing ornament into my hand: "Here, I'll protect you from now on, don't cry!"

At age fourteen, imitating a scene from a movie, he hid my photo in his tactical bag.

After I found it, his ears turned red.

"I just like you, so what?"

At age eighteen, our first love. After Arthur and I had our first kiss, he was so excited he treated the whole unit to a meal.

"I wish I could tell everyone that I am the happiest person in the world."

At age twenty-five, a successful proposal. In front of both our families, Arthur swore to love only me for the rest of his life.

Everything froze on the night before our wedding.

When I opened the door to his dorm room, he was naked and entwined with a strange girl.

That day, everything was too chaotic.

Everyone said he was set up, drugged, and that's why he slept with the new communications officer.

As his childhood sweetheart, I should give him a chance.

After the drug wore off, the first thing Arthur did was drag the girl in front of me, knelt down, and said I could punish him however I saw fit.

Seeing my silence, he picked up a dagger and pointed it at his own heart.

"Chloe, as things stand, I've wronged you."

"If you don't believe me, I'll cut it open and show you. You're truly the only one in my heart!"

Tears blurred Arthur's face.

His voice trembled: "Don't leave me, wife, I beg you. I've loved you for so many years."

"We grew up together, give me one chance. If you don't want me, I really will die..."

After seven years of deep love, I treated it as an accident, softened my heart, and forgave him.

I thought we were inseparable, that we would go from childhood friends to growing old together.

But this second.

Our thirty years finally collapsed.