At the age of eighteen, I met a man with a high and powerful position and then married a second-generation official who was unvirtuous.My husband became a fickle man, and I could only live a life of depression.In order to be independent, I designed to walk out of the house, but entered the vortex of multiple emotions.I am not a promiscuous woman. I know love and need love. I addicted to those men, but I can't extricate myself from this toxic happiness...