The CEO's Wife and First Love

Just when I was looking forward to my bright future with joy, a boy suddenly broke into my world like a shooting star.

It was at a friend's party. I originally went there with a relaxed and happy mood, but I never expected that such a wonderful encounter would be waiting for me.

The atmosphere at the gathering was lively and cheerful, with people chatting and laughing, or toasting to their cups. Just then, a figure caught my eye. He was tall, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and he was handsome and charming, radiating a unique masculine charm.

My eyes were drawn to him, and the moment our gazes met, I realized he was fixated on me, as if I were the only focus of the party. It was a focused and affectionate gaze I couldn't avoid, and my heartbeat instantly accelerated.

My friend told me he was a Czech named Robert who worked for a financial company. Surprisingly, for such a young man, he had already become the manager of the banking department and had considerable power.

His work ethic and talent are undoubtedly remarkable, sparking my curiosity and admiration for him. Through a friend's introduction, we gradually began to connect. Every time I interact with him, I can sense his professionalism and deep understanding of the financial sector. His quick thinking and unique insights are truly captivating.

As I got to know him better, I discovered that he was not only an excellent worker but also a charming person in life. He was enthusiastic and cheerful, good at communicating with others, and always brought happiness and warmth to those around him.

I look forward to further interactions with him, hoping to get to know him better, and looking forward to more stories happening between us.

Since meeting him, I've discovered that he's not only passionate but also full of romance. His passion is like the scorching summer sun, blazing and enduring, making people feel endless warmth and care; his romance is like the spring breeze, gentle and delicate, always bringing surprises and touching people inadvertently.

What makes my heart even more captivated is that he's not only passionate and romantic, but also incredibly handsome. He's handsome, elegant, his smile radiates like the sun, and his gaze pierces the soul. He's simply the perfect Prince Charming in my mind.

All of this greatly satisfied my vanity. I began to revel in his passion, romance, and handsomeness, enjoying all the good things he brought me.

I brought him home with great joy, wanting to introduce him to my parents. When my mother saw him for the first time, she was attracted by his handsomeness, and he was so gentle and considerate to me, which made her even more satisfied.

Mom and Dad's faces were filled with happy smiles, especially when they saw his enthusiasm for me, the joy in their hearts was beyond words.

My mother took my hand and said to me with a smile, "Baby, this boy is really good! Look how good he is to you!" My father also nodded frequently to show his agreement.

I lowered my head shyly, but my heart was filled with joy. My parents' approval was very important to me, and his performance made me feel incredibly happy.

In the end, my parents agreed without hesitation to let me continue to be with him, which made me feel extremely happy and satisfied.

At first, he was very caring towards me and respected my parents very much. Especially after he learned that my parents owned property in the United States and had a wealthy family, he took even better care of me.

He would take the initiative to share the trivialities of life with me, care about my joys and sorrows, and make me feel endless warmth.

My parents saw this and were delighted, and they loved this boy even more. I was also touched by his sincerity and thoughtfulness, and my heart was filled with sweetness and happiness.

We were brought together naturally. From the beginning, he was incredibly caring and kind to me and my family. Every action he took was filled with tenderness and consideration, making me feel a warmth I had never felt before. He cared for me when I was sick, offered help without hesitation when I was in trouble, and even gave me unexpected surprises on special occasions.

His romance intoxicated me even more. Whether it was a candlelight dinner or a stroll under the starry sky, he always made me feel the beauty of love in his own unique way. I felt like I was in a fairy tale world, surrounded by happiness and sweetness every day.

This marriage is like a fine wine, the more you sip it, the more delicious it becomes. I'm gradually becoming intoxicated by this bliss, unable to extricate myself. I firmly believe that this happiness will continue, and I will forever be immersed in these sweet days, enjoying the nourishment of love.

But a year later, he seemed like a completely different person, his behavior gradually changing. At first, he was just leaving home early and coming back late, which made his family a little worried, but they could accept it. However, as time went on, he not only came home later and later, but also started drinking more frequently.

At first, he only had a few drinks, but gradually, his drinking capacity increased, often reaching a state of intoxication. Whenever he was drunk, he became a completely different person, his behavior becoming wild and unruly, even going on a drunken rampage. Sometimes, he would ramble incoherently, sometimes he would physically assault others, leaving those around him feeling terrified and helpless.

Seeing his change, Mom and Dad were heartbroken. They felt even more distressed for me, watching me get frightened and hurt by his behavior, and their hearts were filled with pain and helplessness.

His father was particularly angry and disappointed with his behavior. He decided that he could no longer sit idly by and said to him in a serious tone, "My daughter has always been our beloved daughter in the family. We have never let her suffer such grievances and shocks. Your behavior not only hurts her, but also makes our family lose the peace and happiness we once had. If you continue to bully her, I will not let you go."

He began to calm down and behave a little better, but soon I noticed that he had an ambiguous relationship with a girl in their company. He came home later and later, and sometimes he didn't come home at all at night.

"Why do you come back so late every night? Where have you been?" I finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked him angrily.

He was silent for a moment, as if considering how to answer me. Then, he sighed deeply, as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly, "You're not happy to go home, and your father is giving me a hard time. Going home is not a happy thing for me at all."

His words revealed a sense of helplessness and exhaustion that softened my heart. I realized that perhaps I had never truly understood his feelings.

I think it might be our negligence that has neglected him, so I decided to change and make him feel the warmth of home...