In the past five years, it was my willfulness that made Jenny suffer.
I shouldn't have forced Monica to be with me.
It took me five years to understand this truth.
"Calm down. Amputation is a major operation.
"I'll be there once I'm done with this.
"But... Then wait for me."
When Jenny and I came out of the room, we heard Monica going out while talking on the phone.
She just had an induced labor, but she walked quickly.
"Bitch!"
Jenny was so angry that she slammed the door when she returned to her room to vent her anger.
I went to the kitchen to clean up the mess.
The soup on the floor was still steaming.
I took bereavement leave for several days. People in the company thought someone had died in my family and all comforted me.
Xavier's car accident was the biggest in the city.
The video of his accident was playing continuously in the news.
The perpetrator hadn't been caught yet, and Monica hadn't been home for three days.
I went to the hospital to see her, but the nurse told me that she had to have her uterus removed as soon as possible. Otherwise, her life would be in danger.
As her husband, I signed the final consent form for the surgery.
As for whether she was willing to sign it, I didn't know.
Monica had an induced labor when the baby was six months old, which was very harmful to her body.
But she didn't take good care of her body. She even did the physical work that a caregiver did, so her body might collapse.
This was my last time to protect her.
The text message reminded me that my card had spent more than 30 thousand dollars.
There were many unread text messages, and I was usually too lazy to read them. But this time, I took a look because they popped up.
Monica usually used my card. What happened that required her to use so much money?
Was there something wrong with her body?
Ever since Xavier had an accident, I couldn't contact Monica by phone. Finally, I took a lot of effort to find her.
"Honey..."
I paused.
The scene before my eyes hurt me a lot.
Monica squatted down to wet the towel. Then she stood up with the help of the hospital bed and gently wiped Xavier's body.
Although she was physically weak, she was in good spirits.
For Xavier, she became a superwoman who never knew pain.
When I was with her, I didn't want her to even touch a needle, for fear that she would hurt herself.
But I didn't expect her to do this for Xavier.
I knocked on the door.