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On the day cancer claimed my life, my spouse was engrossed in celebrating his lover's birthday.
When the physician rang to notify him of my passing, he dismissed it as another of my ploys to evade our divorce.
He replied coldly, "If she's determined to die, so be it. It spares me the hassle of divorcing her."
However, destiny had other ideas. A film about my struggle with cancer unexpectedly became popular, and news of my death spread online.
Only then did he grasp the seriousness of the situation and hurried to the medical center.
Upon seeing my lifeless form, he collapsed in tears, sobbing, "Wendy, forgive me. I was mistaken!"
But it was too late. I would never return to hear his regrets.

Husband's Cruel Birthday Betrayal

I observed Terry and Katherine's joyful moment, feeling numb. Even in death, the ache in my soul left me restless.


Terry seemed to have forgotten about me and my gravely ill mother entirely, absorbed in his romance with Katherine as they browsed for wedding gowns.


At the Shane Group's bridal shop, the staff warmly greeted Terry.


"Mr. President, selecting a dress for your wife? We haven't seen her in a while. How's her health?"


I smiled bitterly. Even this stranger knew about my illness, while my husband thought I was lying.


Everyone knew who "wife" meant, and Katherine's face darkened.


"Did Wendy put you up to this?" he asked the confused assistant, cutting her off before she could respond.


"Whatever trick she's using, remember who really runs Shane Group."


He stormed out, dragging Katherine along.


My heart ached, though I was already numb to the pain.


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