My husband came to the hotel and said to me the following day, “I want a quick divorce. I know you are a good person. I can’t find such a good wife anymore. If one day China has democracy and freedom, it is owed to people like you. But I’m not a material for such a great cause. I’m scared, for this is a CCP-dictated country. If I got locked up like you, I couldn’t survive even for one day.”
He once mailed the photos of my injuries by the beating in the Beijing underground jail to my sister. 610 found it and threatened to put him in the forced labor camp too.
I said I could understand, and thanked him for his three years of waiting and all that he had done for me.
I promised him I would sign the divorce paper as soon as possible.