Abigail's punishment for me never stopped.
At first, I still had the energy to argue with her, to demand who those men around her were.
But Abigail's explanations were always the same—that they were colleagues, friends, or business partners.
Beyond that, she didn't even bother to say another word to me.
I lost my appetite and couldn't sleep. Eventually, I collapsed at home and lay there for three days before anyone noticed.
When I woke up, I dragged my weakened body to the hospital by myself.
The moment I was diagnosed with a rare illness, my world crumbled into pieces.
I couldn't fathom what I had done to deserve this and why fate was punishing me so cruelly.
Maybe being with Abigail had been a mistake from the very beginning. Perhaps it was all just a cursed fate.
When I suggested a divorce, she clung to me desperately and screamed through her tears, "No! You'll be mine forever, Samuel! Don't even think about leaving me!"
Her furious words still echoed in my ears.
My heart twisted in agony, the pain suffocating. I clutched my chest, gasping for air, and slowly shuffled toward the door to get some relief.
Just then, Abigail returned home. Her face flickered with surprise when she saw me.
"You… Were you waiting to pick me up?"
I didn't know what to say because the lingering scent of her perfume betrayed her.
Her claim of being busy was a lie. She had to have been with Joshua, who was special to her.
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