My wife, Lindsay Cyrus and I were getting ready to leave for a trip to celebrate the first night of our first wedding anniversary. I was excited to pack my bags.
After Lindsay answered a phone call, the look on her face suddenly turned grave.
I asked her who was calling but she didn't say anything.
"Honey, don't pack yet." She sighed.
"What's wrong?"
I stopped what I was doing and came to sit beside her.
I held her face and asked with a serious face, "Is it that ungrateful thing that made my beautiful wife angry?"
There was a pause.
I asked again, "That fatuous boss of yours?"
Lindsay shook her head.
"Your friend who chews the cud and wreaks havoc and spends all day idly and salty?"
"Not her."
"Then who the hell is it?"
"Honey, do you love me?"
"Of course."
"Are you willing to give everything for me?"
"I must."
"If I want your bone marrow, will you give it?"
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I froze at first.
And then the first reaction was to anxiously open my mouth and asked her, "Lindsay, are you sick? If you're not feeling well, let's go to the hospital now for a checkup."
I got up and was about to take Lindsay to the hospital.
She shook her head and said, "I'm not sick."
"Then what do you want my bone marrow for?" I asked with a puzzled look on my face.
"Jackson checked out with chronic leukemia and he said that your blood type just happens to match his, so I want you to donate your bone marrow to him."
I looked at the woman I slept with every night in shock. I couldn't believe at all that such words could come out of her mouth.
I took a deep breath and asked in a gruff voice, "That phone call just now, was it Jackson who called you?"
"Well, yeah, it was him who called me."
"Lindsay, did I have a problem with my ears and misheard it, or did you say the wrong thing in a moment of confusion and you asked your own husband to donate bone marrow to your childhood friend plus your first love?"
My face was filled with unbelievable shock.
"Hubby, Jackson said that his current condition is extremely bad, if he can't find a suitable bone marrow for the operation, he will die."
There was a pause.
Lindsay cupped my face and kissed me deeply on my mouth before she softly said to me, "Hubby, I just checked, you only need to donate a portion of your bone marrow, this will only cause very little damage to your body, but this is equivalent to getting a chance to be reborn for Jackson, he promised me on the phone that as long as you are willing, he will recognize you as his god brother."
I forced myself to hold back the anger that was gradually igniting within me and asked with a serious face, "I just want to know, the matter of letting me donate bone marrow, is it your intention, or is Jackson threatening you?"
"Hubby, this is my intention." Lindsay said.
Hearing such an answer. Although I was prepared for it, my heart still violently trembled.
After a brief second of silence.
I let out a long sigh, then said with a calm face, "Lindsay, I think you really still can't forget him. In that case, I'll make you two get together again. Just cancel the tour and go to the City Hall in the morning to get divorced."
"Wh…what do you mean? You want to divorce me?" Lindsay looked at me with a face full of shock. Her eyes were filled with incredulity.
We had been married for a year. I have favored her in every way. In the past, no matter what she asked from me, I immediately agreed without hesitation. She had thought that this time would be the same. But she never expected it turned out this way.
