My husband stared at me with those cold, dead eyes, and had the nerve to ask me for a $2,000 loan.
I shot back, “In your damn dreams.”
I gave him a mocking smile and walked away.
Behind me, he screamed, “Everything I am now is because of you!”
I held my baby bump and looked him straight in the eye.
“Once I have this baby, we’re done.”
My
He looked stunned.
“What the hell did you just say?”
Like he didn’t hear me right. Like he couldn’t believe it.
“You wanna leave me because I’m like this now, huh?” he accused.
“You think you’re too good for me?”
I laughed in his face.
“Cut the act. You’ve been waiting for a way out for a long time.”
Except now you’re the one stuck in a wheelchair.
I got a lawyer to draft the divorce papers.
I didn’t talk to him for weeks.
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Then out of nowhere, he called me.
New attitude, all sweet, saying he wanted to “take care of me.”
I told him no. He showed up anyway.
Sitting in a wheelchair, he grinned, “What, I can’t be there when my wife’s having our kid?”
I said flatly, “Since you’re here, you might as well sign the divorce papers.”
“You take everything else. I’ll take the baby.”
He looked at me like I’d slapped him.
“What the hell kind of reason is that?”
I stared him down and said,
“Because you don’t deserve to be his father.”
He laughed bitterly.
“You think that’s a reason to take my kid?”
“I’ll tell you right now–over my dead body.”
I laughed too.
This is the same man who killed me and then played happy family with that other woman.
The same man who dumped our son on some relatives after I died–and our boy almost got assaulted by some freak because of it.
And I’ve got a damn good reason to believe he was already screwing around before I even died.
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How else do you explain him getting remarried weeks after I was gone?
Next time I saw him, he was wearing a prosthetic leg.
He cried in front of me.
“That day… I lost it, okay?”
“But you can’t just throw around the word divorce like it’s nothing.”
He showed me the prosthetic with a bitter smile.
“I borrowed money from friends. I swear I’ll pay it back.”
Then he looked down at our baby.
“We’ve got a kid now. Divorce isn’t fair to him.”
I gave him a cold stare.
“I’m divorcing you. If you won’t agree, I’ll see you in court.”
I expected rage.
Instead, he flipped a switch.
Suddenly he was all gentle.
Taking care of me. Of the baby.
One day he even reached out to touch our son’s head.
Our boy looked up at him with this shy, desperate little smile.
Something sharp twisted in my chest.
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The guilt nearly drowned me.
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