Dream Reading

In order to please her ex-boyfriend, my wife spent all of our daughter's surgery money.

Our daughter is gravely ill in bed, yet my wife used the surgery money to buy luxury goods for her ex-boyfriend.

I frantically called her, telling her that our daughter would die if she didn't have the surgery.

But she didn't care and even cursed at me: "Jiang Ce! You're disgusting, cursing your daughter to be sick just to trick back your secret stash! Are you fit to be a father?!"

I wanted to explain, to tell her it wasn't my secret stash, it was the money I raised for our daughter's surgery. But before I could continue talking, she hung up the phone.

The next second, her ex-boyfriend posted a status on social media.

In the accompanying photo, he's wearing a shining Vacheron Constantin watch, smiling brightly.

"Friendship has a price, true love is priceless."

But what she didn't know was that our daughter had already died in the hospital that day because there was no money for the surgery.



In Order to Please Her Ex-Boyfriend, My Wife Spent All Our Daughter's Surgery Money

That night, I held An An's gradually cold body, sitting at the funeral home's entrance for the entire night.


I really wanted to take her back home, place her on her small bed, kiss her little face again, and wrap her favorite shrimp dumplings.


But the staff at the funeral home made me see her for the last time, then took her out of my hands.


When An An was brought out again, she had already turned into ashes stored in an urn.


how could my beloved daughter, whom I've loved since she was young, turn into a small square box?


I walked numbly all the way home from the funeral home, placing the urn on her small bed.


At that time, my wife Xu Qian seemed to have just freed me from her blacklist, then sent me a WeChat message.


"Jiang Ce, Gu Xuan and I have a flight tonight, landing tomorrow morning, if you don't want a divorce, I suggest you show up at the airport on time tomorrow morning."


In all these years of marriage, every time she went on a business trip, I would pick her up at the airport.


But this time, I directly clicked on her profile picture and pressed the delete button.


An An was afraid of the dark ever since she was young, always needing me to tell stories before she could fall asleep.


I didn't want Xu Qian to disturb her at this time, and after deleting her as a friend, I curled up beside An An's small bed, telling her stories, hoping to smell her scent.


But I don't know whether it was because she was in the hospital for too long, the scent belonging to An An on this small bed was already very faint, almost disappearing.


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