I left in a wheelchair from Gloria's ward, I couldn't look at their intimacy.
All along the corridor I cried, the broken feeling in my heart was hard to express. Disappointed, sad, and devastated all mixed together.
I reached my ward, and I went inside. With my remaining strength, I tried to climb onto my bed. However, I fell along with my wheelchair until a glass accidentally fell and hit my leg.
Glass shards scattered everywhere, a little blood flowed down my right leg.
The wound from the broken glass was nothing compared to the pain of my heart. I cried, but I was surprised to see Dalbert arrive carrying the baby. He placed the baby in the bassinet beside my bed.
"Daisy, what happened?" Dalbert asked me, and he picked me up and laid me down on my bed.
I was silent, seeing his sweet face and demeanor made my heart ache even more.
"Daisy, why did you fall? Where are you going in that wheelchair?" Dalbert asked, making me nervous.
Dalbert can't know what I saw earlier. "I was going to go find you, Dalbert," I replied.
"What for?" asked Dalbert as he pressed the button to call the nurse to come.
I didn't answer, I cried, and Dalbert took me into his arms.
It wasn't long before the nurse arrived with a medicine box.
"I know why you're crying, it's all fate, Daisy. No one wants to be paralyzed, Daisy," Dalbert replied as he stroked my hair.
"I'll do it," Dalbert replied to the nurse.
I looked at Dalbert, who was currently treating my wounds very carefully. It doesn't feel like the old days anymore, I'm not happy, instead, I'm sad. Dalbert's caring attitude made me feel even more that I was a stupid woman.
After the nurse left, Dalbert kissed my wound, which was wrapped in a bandage. "I hope you get well soon," Dalbert said and smiled at me.
That sweet, wide smile was obvious, but his gaze was blank. I realized there was no such thing as genuine love, it was all fake.
Dalbert holds the baby back.
"Look at how much he looks like you, Daisy, from the eyes to the eyebrows to the lips. Everything is just like you!" Dalbert said.
I smiled wryly, I clenched my fists. That baby doesn't look like me, not even one line. He is not my son, my son has died because of Dalbert.
"Yes, he looks a lot like me," I lied.
"But something terrible happened to our son," Dalbert said sadly.
"What?" I asked with a straight face.
"He suffers from a chromosomal defect or developmental delay," Dalbert replied.
"What do you mean, Dalbert? Isn't our baby fine? During my pregnancy check-ups, the doctor never spoke of it. How could that happen?" I asked irritably.
"I told you, Daisy, this is all fate. Your paralysis and our baby's illness are God's will. I hope you can accept it!" Replied Dalbert, handing the baby to me.
I held the baby, besides Dalbert's words disgusting me, I was also disgusted by the baby's face. The baby's face looked a lot like Gloria's.
"Besides that bad news, I also have other bad news. Because of the accident yesterday, your uterus was removed, Daisy. You can't have children anymore," Dalbert replied, bringing tears to my eyes.
Dalbert took the baby and placed it on the bed. Dalbert hugged me tightly, reassuring me that everything was okay.
"You just calm down. I promise I'll be with you forever."
"I'm paralyzed, Dalbert. I can't give you another child," I cried in his arms.
"I don't care, I will accept your flaws. I won't leave you, baby," Dalbert replied and kissed my forehead.
Dalbert ordered me to rest. Dalbert and I slept together on the hospital bed. He hugged me from behind.
I cried silently, the hug that once felt warm was now very hot and began to burn my heart. I quietly reach for my cell phone on the table. I started sending messages to my lawyer.
"Make me divorce papers, I'm going to separate from Dalbert. I hope it will be done by tomorrow!"
The next morning, I returned home. Since yesterday afternoon, Dalbert had gone home and brought the baby. He left me alone at the hospital, without coming back.
And now when I asked to go home, Dalbert ordered his driver to pick me up.
I arrived home and was greeted by my mother-in-law.
"What are you coming home for, Daisy?" My mother-in-law snapped sternly.
"What's wrong, Mom? This is my home, why can't I come back?" I asked irritably.
"Why would you come back if you're just giving your husband a hard time? Look at the condition you're in now, can you serve your husband well? My son doesn't have time for a lame woman like you, Daisy!" replied my mother-in-law, insulting me.
I was surprised to see my mother-in-law's attitude change. She used to flatter me as the perfect wife, but now she looked disgusted at me.
"Mom, I don't want to be paralyzed like this either," I replied with a sad face.
"That's your problem, Daisy. I'm asking you to divorce Dalbert immediately. And I heard that you can't have children anymore, because your uterus has been removed," my mother-in-law said, causing me to pause.
"How did you know about that?" I asked.
"Dalbert told me. See now what you would have given Dalbert? A child, you can never do that again. You've become trash, Daisy. My son is not a scavenger who keeps trash like you!" my mother-in-law snapped viciously.
My cheeks were now getting wet from the insults I'd never gotten in this family.
"Mom, I'm sorry about that. It all happened because of that car accident," I replied, sobbing.
"It's because you were too careless, Daisy. Even if you cry, I'll still ask Dalbert to divorce you. After all, I already have a replacement for you," my mother-in-law replied, smiling.
"What do you mean?" I asked with my heart beating fast.
"Just look inside!" replied my mother-in-law.
As I walked into my house, the sight again broke me. Gloria and Dalbert were sitting together on the sofa, they looked like a harmonious family.
So is this the reason why Dalbert hasn't visited me at the hospital since yesterday and today?
