My Husband has Lied to Me for Eight Years

When I went to choose the cemetery for my husband, I found that the name on the next tombstone had the same name as my husband's. They were both called Konner Ramsey.

It just so happened that the woman also picked the cemetery on the same day as me.

When we chatted, she said that her marriage had been in dilemma. Except money, her husband didn't even provide her anything that a wife deserved. Maybe he had a mistress outside home.

Perhaps it was fate. This irresponsible man had leukemia.

My heart skipped a beat.

Coincidentally, my husband also had leukemia.

After a long silence, I went home and proposed a divorce.

Only then did I realize that we didn't even get married.

He lied to me for eight years.

It turned out that I was the mistress.

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Konner had leukemia. Although he had been getting into treatment, the doctor said that we'd better prepare to accept the worst result.

Now the cemeteries were very expensive, and the good ones could be very valuable.

In accordance with the principle that it was better to pick earlier, I went to the graveyard center with a heavy heart to buy a cemetery in advance.

When carving the tombstone, the staff in the center smiled when he saw the name of my husband.

"There are so many people with the same name now."

After that, he squatted down to carve the words.

I was attracted by his words. "Who else has this name?"

"That one." The staff member pointed to the nearest one beside and said, "She just bought it. What a coincidence. Her husband is also called Konner Ramsey."

I looked in the direction of his finger and saw a woman in her thirties squatting in front of the grave and wiping the tombstone.

Anyway, I had to wait for the carving, so I went over and talked to her.

Elyse Cline smiled softly with light makeup on her face. She told me that her marriage had been in a dilemma.

They had been married for ten years, and her husband only gave her money but didn't care about the family. They lived in different cities and barely met each other.

She said that her husband was the president of the Ramsey Group. Recently, he was in poor health and had just suffered from leukemia.

I was stunned.

My husband was also the president of the Ramsey Group.

And he had just suffered from leukemia.

Elyse was immersed in her emotions. When she mentioned the hardships of her marriage in the past ten years, she wiped her tears with tearful eyes.

She didn't notice my shock.

My gaze fell on the ring on her right hand. It was exactly the same as the ring on my finger.

Realizing that something was wrong, I began to feel cold all over.

I couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Cline, can I have a look at your husband's diagnosis paper?"

Elyse looked at me in confusion, and I explained.

"A friend of mine works in the hospital and knows a little about leukemia. I want to see if she can help you."

Elyse nodded. "Of course."

As she spoke, she put out her phone and showed me the leukemia diagnosis report with the name "Konner Ramsey" on it.

I couldn't help trembling.

Not only the name, but also the age, ID card number, and hospital were exactly the same!

In other words, this was the same diagnosis paper that my husband had sent me.

I was totally absent-minded.

Elyse asked me with concern, "Ms. Cain, you don't look well. Do you need any help?"

I shook my head and couldn't even force a smile.

I couldn't care about the inscriptions on the tombstone. After taking a taxi, I went back home hurriedly.

Sitting on the sofa at home, I stayed alone for a long time.

On the wall in front of me, there were photos of the life of me and Konner for eight years.

And there were pictures of our five-year-old daughter with a bright smile, throwing herself into Konner's arms and calling him dad.

I couldn't believe that such a gentle, considerate, and meticulous man would cheat on me.

I closed my eyes and decided to get a divorce.

After searching for a long time, I suddenly remembered that we didn't get married.

Elyse said that she had been married for ten years...

Only then did I realize that I was the mistress.

Eight years ago, Konner told me he was a foreigner and that it was not easy for him to go through the marriage formalities here.

I asked him several times. Since he had returned home, couldn't he get through some procedures to be an American?

After all, when our daughter was born, she needed a regular life in the country.

But Konner comforted me with a smile every time, "Roselyn, you don't understand. If it were easy to do, I would have done it a long time ago.

"You and our daughter are the most important people to me. How can I not consider everything for you?"

His words calmed me down.

After our daughter was born, Konner sent her abroad with the excuse that she had to receive a better education before she turned one.

As a result, in the past five years, I could only see my daughter's growth through photos and videos.

Now that I thought about it, I felt a lingering fear.

It turned out that Konner had lied to me so many times.

All of this was just because he had a wife.