I took a deep breath as I answered, "Mom, I’ve decided to get a divorce."
There was a long silence on the other end of the line.
"Alright," she finally said. "I support you. Your father and I are scientists, and you have extraordinary talent. I never agreed with you sacrificing your potential for marriage in the first place."
"Get ready. For security purposes, I’ll expedite the process to cancel your residency. We’ll pick you up in a week."
After the call ended, I leaned back on the hospital bed, tears slipping from the corners of my eyes.
For Leon, I bid farewell to my parents years ago and stayed with him overseas.
I could still remember the day he knelt on one knee, promising me, "Sharina, I will love you forever, till death do us part. You are my one and only. If I ever betray you, may I die a horrible death."
Back then, I was so moved that I covered his mouth, not wanting him to utter such ominous words.
It turned out his "forever love" lasted only eight years.
Those who betray true love deserve to swallow a thousand needles!
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I didn’t know how much time had passed when I heard Leon’s voice echoing down the hospital corridor.
This hospital was under his name. My health had always been fragile, so he had spared no expense in investing in it, hiring top specialists to care for me.
He used to say I was his precious, pampered rose, and he would do anything to ensure my well-being.
For years, I believed I was the happiest woman in the world.
In the hallway, he was furious, berating the hospital staff for their incompetence in failing to save the baby.
Hearing him mention the baby tightened the ache in my chest, and fresh tears rolled down my cheeks.
Eight months... Just a little longer, and the baby could have seen the world.
"Sharina! My wife!"
Leon burst into the room, disheveled and frantic. He looked utterly lost, but when he saw me, it was as though he had found a priceless treasure he nearly lost. He pulled me tightly into his arms.
"Thank God you’re okay. I was so scared... I thought I’d lose you."
"Did I wake you with my shouting earlier?"
I shook my head.
Burying his face on my shoulder, he cried like a child. "You don’t understand. When I got the call about your accident, I was terrified. Sharina, I can’t lose you."
His reddened eyes made my heart ache in ways I couldn’t describe.
I couldn’t understand—who was the real Leon?
After a long moment, he lifted his head.
"Sharina, this was my fault. How about I give you Ever Green Estate as compensation?"
I let out a soft laugh. Compensation for the car accident—or for his guilt after cheating?
When I didn’t respond, he reached out to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Don’t worry about the baby. We’ll have another one in the future."
He held me tenderly, his voice full of warmth and care. "Once the renovations at Ever Green Estate are complete, let’s bring your parents to live with us. That way, they won’t have to work so hard back home. With them here, you’ll be much happier."
He made it sound like he had thought of everything for me. But the heavy scent of women’s perfume clinging to him told a different story.
It was nauseating.
I instinctively pushed him away, but my hand caught on his collar, exposing the kiss marks on his neck and chest.
For a moment, vivid images of him entwined with another woman flashed through my mind.
Disgust welled up inside me, and I couldn’t hold it back—I vomited violently.
Without hesitation, Leon reached out to catch the mess with his hands. His worry wasn’t an act; I could feel his genuine concern for me. But the fact that he had been with another woman was equally real.
Tears blurred my vision again.
Leon, you can’t have it all. You can’t.
While Leon went to wash his hands, two nurses nearby whispered excitedly.
"Oh my gosh, Mr. Ramirez is so in love with his wife!"
"Not only did he give her a mansion worth millions, but he even caught her vomit with his bare hands!"
