On My Mother's Funeral, My Wife Betrayed Me — Novel

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In the wake of a mother's death, betrayal takes root in the most unexpected of places. As Lucy Monroe stands alongside her childhood sweetheart, Charlie, celebrating a milestone that should pale in comparison to a funeral, her husband feels the weight of a love that has soured. The funeral, a solemn affair, becomes an echo of his mother’s selfless love, now overshadowed by Lucy's reckless choices. With every Instagram post and cheerful voice message, the chasm between them widens.

The stakes rise as he grapples not only with grief but with a growing resentment that threatens to consume him. How could the living be so easy to forget? As he navigates the aftermath of loss, he finds himself at a crossroads, contemplating a divorce that feels both liberating and devastating. The memories of their seven years together haunt him—was it all a lie?

In this poignant tale of love turned to ashes, can he reclaim his sense of self amidst betrayal? Or will the ghosts of their pasts tether him to a future he no longer recognizes? Each choice leads him further down a path of uncertainty, where the truth may be the most painful revelation of all.

On My Mother's Funeral, My Wife Betrayed MeChapter 1

The day before my mother's funeral. My wife, Lucy Monroe, told me she was sending a colleague back home.

"Honey, I already promised him that and it would be wrong to break my promise. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow for Mom's funeral."

That night, I called her, but it was her childhood sweetheart who answered, "Lucy is tired from driving and is sleeping now. Is everything okay?"

I was silent for a moment, then said, "Nothing."

The next day, I got a call from Lucy.

"Honey, today is Charlie's mother's 80th birthday. She's my godmother and it wouldn't be nice if I didn't go. Please postpone Mom's funeral for a few days until I get back."

I said, "Okay."

But it wasn't about waiting for her to come back to hold Mom's funeral, it was about a divorce.

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My mother's funeral went on as scheduled. I was busy all by myself. From unpacking the coffin, transporting the body, to the funeral, I personally handled every step. Today was Mom's last day on earth and I couldn't make any mistakes.