After I Filed for Divorce, My Wife Regretted it

I held her hand firmly as if trying to cling onto her swiftly slipping away life, yet my words failed to ignite any glimmer of hope within her.

Her bright eyes were dull and lifeless.

After the police rescued her from the human traffickers, Renee was like a different person.

At just eight years old, Renee could decipher people's expressions and was acutely attuned to their thoughts.

At this moment, Renee, with a pale face, tried to comfort me like an adult, "Daddy... Mommy won't come...If it hadn't been for picking me up, Grandpa and Grandma wouldn't have had an accident. I am... a jinx..."

I turned my head, quickly wiped away my tears, and smiled to comfort Renee, "Nonsense! My Renee is a lucky star. You will live to be a hundred years old!"

But Renee's expression told me that she didn't believe it.

The image of the car accident was etched in my memory, and even the pungent scent of disinfectant in the operating room could not mask the overpowering odor of blood that lingered on Renee.

"How much pain she must be in!" I thought.

"Daddy... you should divorce Mommy, I'm leaving... you don't have to sacrifice yourself for me... gamblers won't... change! Grandpa and grandma came to pick me up... back to the hometown..." Renee told me the last truth she had never revealed, then closed her eyes.

I scarcely had the moment to process the shock and fury coursing through me before the sorrow in my chest swiftly permeated every inch of my being.

The emergency physician who attended to my mother-in-law sadly informed me at that moment that there was nothing more they could do to save her.

The relentless, piercing tones and the unwavering straight line on the monitor made me crumple.

The sky seemed to cave in on me, yet this was reality!

I honored my daughter's wishes by consenting to organ donation.

Her heart was gifted to a young boy in the hospital, who suffered from congenital heart disease, and now beats within his chest!

Perhaps, this was my daughter's way of assuring me from beyond that she lived on in another form.

The car accident was terrible, and I found the best mortician in the city to restore the bodies of my parents-in-law and daughter.

There they lay, three souls resting peacefully on the bier

At this moment, I still yearned for Yasmin to bid them farewell one last time.

"Lawson! Didn't I ask you to transfer the money to me? Are you shameless to contact me without giving me money?"

I calmly conveyed to her, "Your parents and Renee are now at the funeral home. Please come and pay your final respects."

"Get lost! More ominous words? Did you even discuss this with Renee? As long as I'm with Brennen, you'll make me annoying. Marrying you is the unluckiest thing in my life! If you have had enough good days, then let's get divorced!" said Yasmin.

In the past, if she mentioned divorce, I would definitely panic and coax her.

I promised Renee that I would give her a complete home and the most love in the world.

I may have promised my parents-in-law, who treated me kindly, that I would care for them in their twilight years.

Unfortunately, I broke my promise.

I simply went to the hospital for treatment., and Yasmin couldn't control herself and went to find Brennen.

Brennen changed Yasmin, who had once deeply loved me, into someone who was now distant and unfeeling to me.

Alternatively, maybe the love we shared was temporary and had now vanished from our lives.

"OK!" I agreed decisively.

Because it was the shared wish of my daughter and my mother-in-law.

When the doctor helped convey the last words of my mother-in-law, who also wanted me to divorce, I felt bitterness.

The persons I wanted to protect were all gone.

The love I had for Yasmin was also gone.

"An instant is all it takes for the heart to become numb and lifeless." I thought.

"Lawson, if you dare, go ahead and divorce me! Even if you were to kneel at my feet and plead for forgiveness, I would not relent!" Yasmin declared firmly.

This time, I was the one who ended the call of my own accord.

She called back immediately after I hung up on her for the first time.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Yasmin switched to WhatsApp and sent me several 60-second voice messages. In search of tranquility, I promptly blocked her.