"This is all your fault for coming here to cause trouble!" she snapped.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she ran back inside impatiently, leaving us helpless and despairing.
I had no choice but to carry my mother out, suppressing my heartache and grief, pleading for help from passersby. Fortunately, a van driver agreed to take us to the hospital.
Now, I wait by the door of the emergency room, unable to sit still.
After the doctor came out, he told me, "Your mother's heart is failing and the only way to save her is through a heart transplant surgery."
I immediately insisted they perform the transplant. My mother was only fifty; she was still in the prime of her life. I wouldn't let anything happen to her.
Unfortunately, the cost of the heart transplant was far beyond my imagination. Even after taking out all my savings, I was still short by half.
In a panic, I quickly called Yvonne and asked her to find me. Alas, no matter how many times I tried, the call wouldn't go through.
Just as I was losing hope, she video-called me back. As soon as I answered, I saw her sitting on a bed, wearing a sexy lace camisole.
"Honey, is everything okay with you all? Don't overthink it. That child was conceived through artificial insemination. It's absolutely not what you all believe."
At that moment, I couldn't care about anything else. I just begged that woman to hurry to the hospital and help me pay the remaining balance, which was mere pocket change for her.
All this time, since our marriage, I had always spent my own money and never touched hers.
Noticing the background behind me, Yvonne realized I was in the hospital and grew worried. "Honey, what exactly happened?"
As she stood up, her revealing nightgown shifted, revealing things that shouldn't be.
I let out a bitter laugh and turned my head away, struggling to contain my rage. Because she was currently at Corey's home and the wedding photo hanging behind her was undeniable proof.
"I'll transfer the money to you right now via my phone," she exclaimed.
Just as she reached for it, a shirtless Corey walked into the room.
Yvonne quickly stepped away from the computer, but he caught her and pulled her into his arms. "Yvonne, are you really leaving tomorrow?"
She chuckled, "Yes, because I have to go home. I've kept my promise to you."