"Christopher Simmons, can you stop being such a crazy man? Bone marrow donation has no effect on human body, not to mention the last time Luna did that was three years ago. Don't use her as an excuse to bring me home." Rachel paused for a second and continued, "Also, your parents have had heart problems for a long time and never go out for a long period of time, so how can they die all of a sudden? I don't want to talk to a liar anymore."
Rachel's rejecting glare made the words I hadn't finished saying get stuck in my chest.
My daughter died under unclear circumstances, and my parents also passed away because of this misery.
But all these miserable things were my scheme to win her heart from another man in her eyes.
After twenty years of our marriage, the initial passion for each other had long been worn out.
It was our common children who prevented this family from falling apart.
Middle-aged couples could always make do with their lives for the sake of their children.
But with my daughter and parents' death, the last bond between Rachel and me was broken.
I felt hopeless and didn't want to look at the woman in front of me anymore.
"Rachel, I will divorce you," I said.
Rachel frowned and said nothing.
Glancing at Rachel, Raymond sighed.
"It's not your fault to have no son with Rachel with your rather low-quality sperm, Chris. Rachel is Cole's godmother and will treat you two very well in the future. I know every man is a little paranoid about his face, but you can't ruin your family because of it."
Intense pain spread throughout my body.
Rachel and her family had long blamed me for not conceiving her a boy, even though I had been taking care of her for twenty years and persuaded my parents to help Rachel become the youngest dean in her hospital.
In order to win back her heart, I even believed in the folk remedy of having a son and watched as needles longer than my forearms pierced into my body.
But now, everything I did was so ridiculous.
Rachel didn't love me or Luna.
I suddenly remembered that when we began to date, Rachel accidentally got an orange. After tasting a slice, she knew it was the taste I favored, so she rode her bike for more than an hour to give the orange to me.
She gained the recognition of my parents through her unremitting efforts.
We lived happily and lovingly after marriage, and she took good care of me and our daughter.