After Loving Him for Seven years, I Gave Up

Donald hurriedly left with just one sentence from Joanna. He panicked and didn't even have time to put on his coat properly.

Before leaving, he remembered to say to me, "I won't divorce. I'll go to the hospital to see Flora later. You calm down too."

I stared at his back and watched the door close, squatting down for a while.

In my arms was Flora's bunny doll, which was her favorite.

But I no longer had a daughter.

I took Flora's toys and clothes to the crematorium.

After Flora was cremated, the doctor called me and said there were still some things of Flora's that hadn't been taken, and asked me to go and get them.

I hung up the phone and went to the hospital. In my bag was Flora's urn. Every time I moved; I would touch it.

It was as if she was poking me gently through my belly when she hadn't been born yet.

I held back my tears and left the doctor's office after getting the things. Then I met Donald.

He carefully supported Joanna and gently admonished, "I told you not to eat ice things. Now you see what happened."

Joanna leaned against him and sweetly smiled, "I know I was wrong, Donald..."

They looked up and saw me.

I turned around and was stopped by Donald, "Ella, stop!"

I didn't stop, and he let go of Joanna and grabbed me, "I'm asking you, where did you transfer Flora to the hospital? Do you know how serious her condition is? You actually transferred her to another hospital just to spite me!"

I was stunned, and Joanna followed and softly said, "Ella, just now Donald wanted to go see Flora, but the doctor said Flora was gone. How could you do this? For your own selfishness?"

Before I could speak, she coughed twice and continued, "I caught a cold last night, so I wore Donald's clothes. Donald is here to accompany me for a medical check-up. You mustn't think too much, and don't cause trouble between us because of me."

Joanna's words were like a man who added fuel to the fire, not only for Donald, but also for me.

To be honest, her tactics were quite low-level, but Donald never saw through them.

Since Joanna returned, Donald and I have had countless arguments. I had been retreating step by step, only to let them take advantage.

I had long been disheartened. I endured it for Flora, but Flora couldn't even see her father before she died!

Looking at their true colors now, I just feel disgusted.

"It's okay, I won't overthink it or mind. After all, you love using other people's husbands, so you can use him in the future."

I said this and looked at Donald again, "Also, I have already contacted a lawyer. Since you refuse to divorce amicably, let's meet in court."