Chapter 3
Michael’s expression darkened as he glanced at the divorce papers on the table.
His entire demeanor shifted, looking somberly at me.
“Diana, I know you’re emotional right now. But we just got married. You’re acting on impulse. I can forgive that.”
I stared coldly at him, silent for a while, before finally speaking.
“Michael, if anyone knows whether this is impulsive, it should be you.”
His face stiffened, and he interrupted Susie before she could chime in, “Susie, Diana and I have things to discuss. Could you head back first?”
Though Susie still wanted to speak up, her eyes widened In shock when her gaze fell on the details of the divorce settlement.
She opened her mouth to curse me, but before she could get a single word out, Michael pushed her out of the room and shut the door.
The moment the door clicked shut, his voice softened.
“Diana, I know you’re upset about how close Susie and I are.
“But you don’t have to be. She’s just a sister to me. You are my wife.
“And besides, divorcing so soon after the wedding? What would people say?”
I didn’t reply. Instead, I watched him, calm and unshaken.
“Michael, you don’t love me.
“So if we get divorced and you can finally be with Susie, shouldn’t you be happy?”
He angrily tossed the divorce papers aside.
“That’s ridiculous. Of course I-”
Before he could finish, his phone rang.
That special ringtone…
I didn’t even need to look to know it was Susie calling.
Under my unwavering stare, he hesitated before answering the call.
I couldn’t hear what Susie was saying on the other end, but whatever it was, it had him standing up immediately.
“Something happened to Susie. I have to go check on her.”
I remained unfazed, not a single emotion flickering in my eyes.
He leaned down, trying to kiss me. However, I turned my head away in obvious rejection.
His face flushed with embarrassment, and he straightened up to stand awkwardly.
“Diana, I promise that after this, I’ll keep my distance from Susie.”
I bent down, picked up the divorce papers from the floor, and spoke evenly.
“I didn’t have time to tell you yet, but I was diagnosed with a tumor. The surgery is tomorrow at 10 a.m. Be there.”
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Hit by the unexpected news, his hand trembled slightly to reach out and touch my face. However, I turned away again to avoid him.
He stood there, speechless, until his phone rang again.
This time, his hesitation lasted only a moment. He made his choice.
Without another word, he turned and walked out the door toward her as though she were the only one who truly mattered.
There was nothing else left to say. I blocked his number and then deleted every last trace of him.
The next morning, he never showed up.
It was fine, though.
My parents were with me and watched as I was wheeled into the operating room.
The sterile, cold air inside the room sent a shiver through me. Even then, it wasn’t as cold as the feeling of a scalpel cutting into flesh.
As the anesthesia kicked in, I slowly lost consciousness.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital bed.
Mom and Dad sat by my side; Mom’s face was pale and tear–streaked. The moment she saw me awake, she clutched my hand, voice trembling.
“Diana, does it hurt?”
I smiled weakly, shaking my head.
“They gave me painkillers. I can’t feel a thing.”
She bit her lip, clearly holding back more words.
Dad, on the other hand, sat silently on the other side and finally spoke after a long pause.
“Divorce. You have to divorce him.”
I nodded.
“Good.”
Mom, still worried about my health, continued to hover anxiously even after the doctors confirmed the tumor was benign.
Every day, she brought home–cooked meals to the hospital. Under her meticulous care, I recovered quickly.
The day before I was discharged, I could walk on my own again.
Following the doctor’s advice, I took slow walks down the hospital corridor.
My parents weren’t too keen on letting me go alone. However, since it was close to dinner, Mom went to prepare food, and Dad left to get me some water.
So, I walked alone.
That was when I ran into them.
Michael was supporting Susie as they walked down the hall together.
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The moment they saw me, they froze.
An awkward silence stretched between us.
Then, after what felt like ages, Michael finally spoke, his tone cautious.
“Diana, Susie was in a car accident. I was worried about her so I came to take care of her.
“I didn’t know you were in this hospital, too. What happened? You’re really sick?”
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Not wanting to waste another second on them, I turned to leave. Before I could take another step, he wrist angrily.
grabbed my
“What’s with this attitude? I’m your husband! Do I not have the right to know why my wife is in the hospital?”
I yanked my arm back, but his grip only tightened.
So I slapped him.
“Michael, you dare call yourself my husband?!”
Fury flared in his eyes.
He gripped my wrist even tighter, and his voice dropped to a dangerous growl.
“Why wouldn’t I? Listen up, Diana. Even if we divorce, I’ll still take full control of the company. I am-”
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