Adrian smiled playfully, his posture relaxed. He tilted his head back, finished the red wine in his glass, then raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. "Didn't you used to think your wife was a country bumpkin? All she did was revolve around you, no job, no career, just wanting to be your wife."
"She was always dressed so tackily. Watching her fawn all over you was honestly pretty nauseating."
Hearing this, Julian quickly cut Adrian off. "Adrian, shut up. That's going too far. Natalie didn't have time to dress up those years because she was taking care of Sebastian. She handled everything for him personally. We all saw it. Joanna would just visit Sebastian; she never took care of him for a single day. What you're saying is out of line."
But Adrian didn't see anything wrong with it and continued, "Don't be fooled by Natalie's innocent act. She's useless. She didn't even graduate from high school. Besides waiting tables, she can't find any decent work. Her being 'good' to Sebastian was just a way to lock him down and become a trophy wife."
"She's also the other woman who broke up a relationship..."
"Shut up! Natalie is my wife. She was never the other woman," Sebastian interrupted him coldly.
It suddenly dawned on Sebastian that, over time, even his friends had come to believe his wife was just some uncultured hick.
He couldn't pinpoint when it started, but his friends had been belittling his wife for a long time.
He would hear it at gatherings, but back then, he didn't understand Natalie and held his own misconceptions, so he never defended her.
He now realized how shallow and unfair that contempt was to Natalie.
Over time, he had lost himself in that twisted perception.
No wonder Natalie was willing to let go of their relationship. It truly wasn't worth it.
In their eyes, all her sincere devotion was just a calculated attempt to please him.

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