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My daughter achieved an impressive 1570 on her SAT exam.
That same day, my spouse took her to enjoy some time at the water park.
In the evening, she phoned me at my workplace. She informed me that my husband had received a call from a woman during their return journey and left her at a roadside intersection.
I urged her to leave the highway immediately, but just as I finished speaking, I heard a terrifying sound of impact.
A truck had collided with my daughter.
At the medical center, the physician explained she had sustained a critical head trauma, and only Dr. Stewart, the second-in-command at Center Hospital, could carry out the necessary operation.
Dr. Stewart happens to be my husband.
After numerous attempts, he finally answered his phone.
"Our child has been in a terrible accident, please come and help her," I begged.
"Have you lost your mind? You've invented this accident story just to get me back," he accused.
"Aiden, hurry over here," I heard the voice of Maria, his former sweetheart, in the background.
He ended the call abruptly.
When I tried calling again, his phone was switched off.

Betrayed Husband Chooses Mistress Over Dying Daughter's Life

At our child's graduation celebration, they mistakenly thought I was playing a cruel prank.


"Have you lost your mind? It's our daughter's graduation party, and you bring an urn to jinx her? What kind of mother are you?" Aiden shouted at me.


Friends and family joined in the accusation.


Lydia's complexion drained. "Clare, are you unhappy with the graduation feast I organized, or with me personally? Bringing an urn here, are you trying to provoke me to death?"


Aiden furiously grabbed my arm. "Where's our daughter?"


"I've already told you, she's right here," I replied, indicating the urn.


Lydia stepped in, speaking softly. "Clare, whatever issues you have with my son, don't argue today. Show some respect and stop this commotion."


I began to weep uncontrollably. "Mom, this truly is Kathy."


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