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On National Splurge Day, my spouse emptied our savings account to purchase a luxury vehicle for her former flame, who had recently returned from overseas. She failed to realize that those funds were meant to save our child's life.
Despite my frantic appeals, the medical center agreed to treat our daughter initially, but it was too late. That very evening, my wife shared an update on her social media:
[It's so wonderful to be indulged. After all this time, I can finally focus on myself.]
The post was accompanied by an image of a lavish hotel room, with the bed adorned in presents.
My world crumbled as I pushed our daughter's lifeless body into the morgue.

Wife's Lavish Betrayal Costs Daughter's Life

My anger flared instantly. I hastily thanked him and tried calling Nora, but her phone was switched off.


After two torturous hours, Nora finally sent a message: "Our daughter's final resting place shouldn't be so isolated. I'm taking her remains overseas."


I responded immediately, but received no answer.


Nora! Even in death, you deny our daughter peace!


I had no clue where Nora had taken our child's remains. In the following days, I attempted to reach her repeatedly, but it was as if she'd disappeared completely—leaving no trace in my life.


It wasn't until three months later that I heard anything about her. During that time, I was so consumed by grief for my daughter that I ended up resigning from my job.


One evening, as I sat drinking alone, Nora unexpectedly returned home, with Julian following behind. She looked completely transformed—glowing, with a slight swell in her midsection.


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