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Eight months into my pregnancy, my spouse Ethan Wilson left me stranded on a rural route after getting a call from his sweetheart Sandy Moore.
A large vehicle struck me.
In my final moments, I dialed Ethan, but he hastily ended the call.
"Sandy's running a high temperature. Could you please stop being difficult and interrupting me?"
As per his desire, I would never disturb him again.
The following day, Ethan took on a case involving a driver fleeing an accident scene and became the defendant's legal representative.

Abandoned and Betrayed, A Pregnant Wife's Last Call

Ethan dozed off clutching his phone all night. Upon waking, he immediately checked for notifications. Noticing a new message, he leapt from his bed.


Upon seeing it was from Sandy, his face fell.


Sandy informed him that Alex was at the police station and she was anxious, inquiring if he could seek bail.


Upon hearing Sandy's soft voice, Ethan promptly got up to freshen up.


He reassured her, "Don't fret, Sandy. I'll head to the station today as Alex's attorney to request bail."


Sandy felt relieved after receiving Ethan's positive response.


I accompanied Ethan and observed him working on Alex's case, which piqued my curiosity.


I wondered if Ethan would feel a bit sorrowful if he knew I was the victim in this incident.


Ethan went to collect Sandy from her residence, and they drove to the police station together.


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