After Loving Him for Seven years, I Gave Up

As her young daughter Flora lay dying, a desperate mother pleaded for her husband Donald Turner to come to the hospital. He repeatedly hung up, leaving their child to pass away without ever seeing her father. That same rainy night, a social media post revealed Donald’s betrayal: he was busy comforting another woman. Realizing her seven years of devotion were built on lies, she prints out the divorce papers, ready to end her marriage to the cold billionaire once and for all.

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Chapter 2

I looked at him, disappointment piled up enough, only leaving a broken heart.

It doesn't matter if my love is dead, but Flora is also dead.

"Donald."

My voice was hoarse, shouting his name, "You want to take care of Joanna, I won't stop you. After the divorce, you can take care of her as you like."

Donald had never seen me like this before. Maybe the hatred of me scared him, and he was not angry.

"Ella, it's my fault. I shouldn't have ignored your call last night. But you know, we are just friends. I still love you and Flora the most. I won't answer her calls anymore, okay?"

As he spoke, he looked at the little rabbit doll in my hand and tried to pull it out, "Are you coming back to tidy up toys for Flora? Great, I'll drive you to the hospital later to see her. She must miss me after not seeing me for a day, right?"

But his words made me suddenly lose control.

As soon as he tried to pull out the doll, I pushed him away and said, "Donald, you don't deserve to mention Flora!"

I looked at him with disgust and said, "Are you even a father? Where were you last night?"

My Flora asked me before she died, "Mom, is Flora naughty? Why doesn't Dad come?"

At that time, I held Flora and watched her breath slowly disappear. I wished I could die with her.

She was only five years old. She was still so young and because of her illness. She didn't see the beauty of this world.

But even with such a small wish before her death, Donald didn't fulfill it!

She just wanted to see her dad...

I was almost mentally broken, pointing at him and cursing, "You beast, you don't deserve to be Flora's father. You don't need to act anymore!"

Flora is already dead, and I don't want to see him anymore!

I scolded Donald so harshly that he couldn't respond. He had an ugly expression and said, "Ella, I know you're not feeling well because of Flora's illness, but you're being unreasonable and it's annoying!"

He looked at me unfriendly and said, "I won't argue with you this time. Don't do it again. I'll go to the hospital with you."

In the past, when he said this, I would immediately obey because he gave me the chance. If I didn't take it, Donald would directly remove the chance.

I had loved him humbly for so many years and dared not show the slightest disobedience to him.

But now, I didn't need to anymore.

"You don't have to sign the divorce agreement. I'll go through the legal process directly."

When Donald heard what I said, he was stunned.

But before he could say anything, he heard the phone ring. It was Joanna calling.

"Donald, can you come over? My stomach hurts..."

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