After My Wife Buried Our Daughter Herself

When Maria came to the hospital, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, when it was already eleven hours after Stella's death.

She looked at me leaning back in my chair and smelled of alcohol.

"What's wrong? What happened to Stella? Why don't you hurry up and call her out? I have to help Logan clean up. He can't handle it alone."

It was Logan again!

She didn't even know that her daughter was dead!

I was so angry that I slapped her in the face.

"Maria, are you sure you are Stella's biological mother?"

The nurse heard me and came over, trying to separate me from her. "What's wrong with you? You can't quarrel here!"

My bloodshot eyes stared at Maria.

From beginning to end, Maria seemed to be unaware of what had happened.

"Lucas! That's enough! I know it was wrong of me to go to Logan's birthday party without telling you, but this was my own decision and has nothing to do with you."

Seeing that I was still furious, the doctors were also afraid that I would lose control and beat her to death, so they quickly joined forces to pull me away.

"Madam, are you Stella Morgan's relative?"

Maria heard the news of Stella's death in a daze, her face kept changing, and I had no idea what she was thinking.

Soon, her cell phone rang.

She was talking on the phone with Logan again.

Even though Stella died, she still cared about other people's affairs.

That was our only child!

When I got home, my mother, who came from my hometown, was already cooking.

"You guys are back? Try this soup. I made it for the whole afternoon. If it tastes good, I'll bring it to Stella. She's still young and is growing up..."

I took it and accidentally broke the soup bowl in my hand.

"Lucas, what's wrong with you?" My mother looked confused.

My eyes were red, and I really couldn't bear to tell my mother the truth.

Not only my mother but all six people in our families like Stella very much. She was our treasure.

But Maria didn't care.

On the way back, she still took a detour to look for Logan.

She was so cruel, but she truly loved Logan.

I wiped my face hard, pulled my mother into the room, and told her the truth.

Sooner or later she would know about this.

"I didn't agree to your marriage from the beginning! She is dominating and selfish, and you just don't believe me! You finally had a child after three years. My granddaughter, but she is now..."

My mother was so distraught that she covered her face crying, and fainted because of suffocation.

I took her to the hospital immediately.

Lying on the hospital bed, my mother spoke in regret after waking up.

"I could tell at the beginning that she was sure that you couldn't leave her!

"Will you die if you leave her?

"I am going to be pissed off by you to death!"

Indeed, Maria was sure that I loved her deeply.

She knew I only loved her in this life.

If I wasn't the only child in the family, my parents would have cut off all ties with me because of her.

My mother cried so much that she almost suffocated.

"You have to give me a definite answer today.

"You must divorce her!"