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On the day my wife officially announced her relationship with her eleventh young boyfriend, our daughter, left alone at home, fell from the balcony.
On her deathbed, our daughter expressed her wish to see her mom one last time.
During a live TV broadcast, Harlow laughed derisively when she received my call.
"Fitch, since when did you learn to use such cheap tactics for attention?"
"You think using our daughter as an excuse will make me come back to see you? Let me tell you, doing this only makes me find you more disgusting!"
The call ended abruptly. The light in our daughter's eyes shattered and disappeared, her forced vitality rapidly fading.
With a beep, the monitor's ECG flatlined into an unwavering straight line.
My heart ached so much that I fainted. When I came to, I saw my mother-in-law, Delia, who had rushed back from abroad.
Meeting her guilt-ridden gaze, I spoke softly.
"I'm sorry, but I can't continue to fulfill the contract. Please let me go."

Daughter's Life Hangs In the Balance, Wanting to See Her One Last Time

Harlow's question, however, was about something else: "Did you suddenly come back to the States just to see my mom?"


Coming back to visit the gravely ill Delia was indeed one of the reasons for my return.


As I finished speaking, she took a deep breath and poured herself another glass of wine.


After taking a small sip, Harlow regained her usual composure.


"Mom's condition is relatively stable now. As long as you behave, I'll take you to see her."


I looked at her in disbelief: "Are you using your mom to threaten me?"


Harlow didn't appear the least bit guilty. Instead, she let out a cold laugh: "Don't make it sound so ugly. I'm just exercising my right as her immediate family to decide who gets to visit Mom."


I stared at her silently, and she didn't avoid my gaze.


After a long silence, I conceded: "What do you want me to do?"


She responded almost instantly: "Remarry me."


I replied just as quickly: "Impossible!"


Chapter 6