After the Gas Explosion, My Husband Only Saved Her

I was saved, but I lost my baby. To rescue me, my best friend jumped from the second floor and broke her leg. Even after hanging up the call, she ignored her own pain and kept comforting me.

My tears fell uncontrollably onto her hands, but she was even more upset and full of guilt and said, "If only I hadn't listened to them and hadn't gone out. I should've stayed with you after knowing you were pregnant. Men are never reliable ..."

No sooner had she finished complaining than her phone rang.

It was Robin, her husband, angrily calling to accuse her on his brother's behalf and said, "Why did you yell at my brother? Are you following your friend in acting crazy? I haven't even questioned you about the explosion and now you're trying to accuse us first?"

"My brother said that when he got home, apart from Lily being locked inside, the house was empty. You and your friend had disappeared long before that!"

"I think you did this on purpose, didn't you? You've caused all kinds of jealous drama before and failed, so today you went for something bigger? Do you know this is attempted murder? You could go to jail for this!"

"Divorce won't be enough. Sure, you can get divorced, but you're also going to jail!"

He ranted without giving my friend a chance to explain and hung up. It seemed that the two brothers only had any patience when it came to Lily.

My best friend stared at the phone screen for a long time before coming back to her senses.

She was so angry that she smashed the phone on the bed and gritted her teeth, "Fine, let's divorce! Do they really think they're that great? If I'd known what kind of men they were, I'd never have married! The Cruise Family sure raised two loyal lapdogs, they've missed their calling as dog trainers!"

Her tone was defiant, but her reddened eyes and the tears glistening in them betrayed her feelings. We both knew we had lost in this marriage.

The signs had been there from the day we got married. The ill-fitting wedding rings, the ill-fitting dress, the ill-fitting love. The private social media, the wedding with no guests and the groom who slipped away halfway through.

It was our stubbornness that had cost us our youth. We foolishly believed that love could conquer childhood bonds.

It took today's painful lesson to finally wake me up from the dream I had woven for myself. In his heart, Lily would always be number one, she was irreplaceable. There was no room for anyone else in this love triangle.

Not me and certainly not our child. We were merely sacrifices in this failed gamble of love. Sadly, I realized this too late and the price I paid was too high.

I lay on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a long pause, my best friend gently nudged my arm. She held her phone up to me, her face full of undisguised disgust.

I glanced at the screen. In the video, the hospital bed, which was as white as mine, was filled with desserts and snacks that girls like. In the corner, a familiar pair of hands without wedding ring were carefully holding a thermal lunch box.

In the bottom-right corner, it was marked 'Someone you might know.'

The caption read, "What's it like to have a childhood friend who's a doctor? It's like being in the hospital is a blessing." It was clear who had posted the video.

I remembered the few times I mentioned wanting snacks in the past, only to be scolded harshly by Jacob, who called them junk food and said I was childish.

A wave of nausea rose in my throat and I covered my mouth, my eyes red with suppressed anger.

My best friend scrolled through the user's page, which was full of videos documenting sweet moments with her childhood friend.

She watched them all from start to finish, laughing sarcastically, "Being in the hospital is a blessing? I hope she stays that happy for the rest of her life. That way, the three of them can even save on a wedding house!"

Lily's hospital videos had garnered a lot of attention and followers.

The comment section was full of envy, "Is that what being in the hospital is like? Meanwhile, I'm stuck doing paperwork and holding my IV on my own. Does that make me independent?"

"I declare, only love like this is worthy of marriage! If your boyfriend doesn't show up at the hospital, add one hundred thousand to the dowry!"

I rubbed my dry eyes and forced a bitter smile and said, "Stop watching. This doesn't concern us anymore. While we have time, let's print the divorce papers and get them signed. Once we're discharged, we can finalize everything."

Since my friend couldn't walk, we asked the nurse to deliver the papers to Jacob.

But as soon as we said this, the nurse hesitated, "Dr. Cruise did a great job with the emergency response during the fire and the hospital wants to use it for PR. He might be busy with interviews right now. Maybe wait until he's finished?" She nodded apologetically and left the room.

My best friend, fuming, slammed the divorce papers down on the bed and yelled, "He didn't even save his own wife and child and that's considered good work? An interview? He doesn't deserve one! What kind of hospital hires people like him? No wonder they're going out of business!"

After her outburst, she searched the hospital's official page and found an article and video praising Jacob for his actions during the fire. She immediately left a furious comment, calling him out by name.

I didn't stop her because I didn't think she was wrong. Just two minutes after the comment was posted, Jacob called to question her.

It can be seen that he was always paying attention to the direction of public opinion. My best friend snorted coldly and wanted to take the opportunity to talk about divorce.

But as soon as she pressed the answer and speaker buttons, Jacob's voice burst out, filled with unprecedented rage while he shouted, "Give the phone to Alana! Has she gone mad? That comment on our official page, it was from her, right? Are you two trying to ruin my career? Do you know how serious this is? The higher-ups are paying close attention!"

"Lily was injured in the fire and I was just doing my duty as a doctor. How can this be about cheating? Even if it was a stranger, I wouldn't have let them die! I'm a doctor. Saving lives is my duty!"

"I haven't even addressed the gas explosion yet! Thank goodness Lily isn't holding a grudge, but why is Alana acting crazy? Tell her to delete the comment right now, or I won't go easy on her!"

He hung up the phone abruptly.

My best friend was seething with anger, ready to explode. She immediately sent a voice message to Robin, saying she was mailing him the divorce papers to sign and that she wanted nothing more to do with either of those brainless idiots.

After sending the message, she blocked both of their numbers. The room fell silent again and tears slipped down my cheeks.

I never imagined that after seven years together, this was how he saw me, as an unreasonable woman.

To support his job and his passion, I never once made him worry about anything at home.

We had been living in peace for seven years, but this time, just because Lily was involved, he could throw all the dirt on me without hesitation.

At this point in the relationship, it seemed that there was no other choice except divorce.