"Carl, stop being unreasonable. Thirty thousand dollars is nothing for you. Stop complaining."
This was the woman I had loved for five years.
"What is our child to you?
"Let's get a divorce."
Monica was stunned and took a few steps towards me. "I don't agree! How could you be willing to divorce me? You can't live without me at all!"
At this time, the nurse came over with a diagnosis sheet.
"Who is Monica? Come here and sign it. You're going to have your uterus removed."
Monica looked at me in shock.
I signed the consent form for the surgery.
