After Divorce, I Became My Ex’s Enemy’s Cherished Love

"Every time we had sex, my husband had to ask his female confidante for permission first.

If Clara was in a bad mood and crossed it out, Vincent would carry his blanket to the study.

""Clara got chewed out earlier. She's just in a mood. Don't worry, she'll agree tomorrow.

""She's innocent. She doesn't think that deeply.

""Don't overthink it.""

But after that, whether he came home after ten at night, whether he took me on trips with mutual friends, whether we had children, Clara got the final say.

People in our circle laughed.