He glanced toward them and said, “Stop pretending to be kind. If you pity these two cheap women so much, why don’t you pay for the surgery yourselves?”
People were angry, but in a hospital, who wasn’t short on money?
Seeing that no one spoke up, Mike looked back at me. “You have three minutes to think. If you still want a divorce after that, then be ready to help pay off the loan.”
“Sign it,” Stella said to me, wiping away my tears. “Spending 40 thousand to see someone’s true face is worth it.”
I picked up the divorce papers and read them carefully.
After working so hard for this family all these years, now I was being kicked out with nothing.
The bitterness hit me so hard that tears fell uncontrollably again.
I wiped them away fiercely, then picked up the pen and signed my name.
“Go on being her holy saint. When she dies, you can bury her yourself. I’m starting a new life,” Mike said before walking away without looking back.
Inside the ward, Stella stayed silent. She had tried to hold herself together in front of him, but now her tears kept falling.
Her heart was broken—and I could see the fear of death in her eyes.