On the other end, the phone rang with a mechanical voice, no one picked up. Just before I lost consciousness, he finally answered, but instead of concern, he yelled angrily, "How could you be so careless with cooking? How could you leave Lily alone at home? Do you know how close she came to getting hurt? I'm on my way back to the hospital, we'll talk when I get back!"
He hung up and I was left utterly powerless. In the end, it was my best friend, returning from the grocery store, who saved my life, though she lost a leg in the process.
As I was wheeled into the operating room, she immediately called her husband and demanded justice for Lily.
But her husband harshly rebuked her instead, "If it weren't for your friend, would Lily have gotten hurt? You two ran off quickly enough, maybe you're the ones plotting murder! I'm heading to the hospital now. Don't waste my time!" he said.
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After the surgery, we both decided to file for divorce. When I opened my eyes, I borrowed her phone and sent a message to Jacob, telling him I wanted a divorce.
I thought it would be another case of no one answering, but the phone rang just once.