"Christopher Simmons, can you stop being such a crazy man? Bone marrow donation has no effect on human body, not to mention the last time Luna did that was three years ago. Don't use her as an excuse to bring me home." Rachel paused for a second and continued, "Also, your parents have had heart problems for a long time and never go out for a long period of time, so how can they die all of a sudden? I don't want to talk to a liar anymore."
Rachel's rejecting glare made the words I hadn't finished saying get stuck in my chest.
My daughter died under unclear circumstances, and my parents also passed away because of this misery.
But all these miserable things were my scheme to win her heart from another man in her eyes.
After twenty years of our marriage, the initial passion for each other had long been worn out.
It was our common children who prevented this family from falling apart.
Middle-aged couples could always make do with their lives for the sake of their children.
But with my daughter and parents' death, the last bond between Rachel and me was broken.
I felt hopeless and didn't want to look at the woman in front of me anymore.
"Rachel, I will divorce you," I said.