I choose to break up with my girlfriend when she's at her most desperate and helpless.
She hates me to the core, yet when she becomes a CEO with a net worth of millions of dollars three years later, she pursues me, a regular white-collar worker.
I become the target of everyone's envy, but three years after we marry, she destroys the love and tenderness between us. She starts to bring different men home and act lovey-dovey with them to my face.
Everyone knows I'm a cuckolded man. I never get mad, though. I leave her to do whatever she wants.
However, she gets mad. She digs her fingers into me and snarls, "Why aren't you mad? Are you a man or not?"