For Her First Love, My Wife Doesn't Care About My Mother's Life or Death

I didn't care how Wendy thought of me; all I wanted was to drag her back to the hospital to save Eleanore.

"I swear I'm telling the truth! Eleanore was hit by a car just after she left the house. A piece of glass pierced her chest, and it's dangerously close to her heart artery.

"She's in the operating room at your hospital right now. If you think I'm lying, call her and see if she answers."

The image of Eleanore, covered in blood, was haunting me.

I was desperate, but Wendy only saw my urgency as an act.

She sneered, her eyes filled with disdain.

Neil said, "If Eleanore were really in the hospital, wouldn't they have called Wendy?

"I know you're unhappy with Wendy helping me, but we're just friends. There's no need to be so paranoid and drag Eleanore into this.

"Aren't you afraid that your curse will come true and something really happens to her?

"How can you be so selfish?"

After he said that, he shook his head and sighed, as if I were some unforgivable criminal.

I couldn't hold back my anger and shouted at Neil. "Shut up!"

This seemed to trigger something.

Neil, acting like a wronged woman, whimpered.

"Wendy, I was being nice, but he..."

Wendy's face darkened with anger.

"Gerald, can you stop making a scene? I am just helping Neil break a Golden Egg. Why are you so angry?

"Neil has so much on his plate, with work and the renovation. I'm just lending a hand. What's wrong with that?

"You don't understand Neil's struggles and still create a scene. Is this your idea of decency?"

Her twisted logic made me furious, but this was not the time to argue.

Taking a deep breath, I suppressed my anger and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Wendy, think clearly. Your mother is waiting on the operating table. Are you really going to let her die for a Golden Egg?"

Wendy hesitated, her expression wavering as she considered my words.

But before she could respond, Neil's excited voice interrupted.

He pointed to the big screen in the hall and shouted, "Wendy, we're next! Let's go!"

He looked at Wendy with trust, encouraging her. "Wendy, you've always had good luck. This time, the fifty percent off on my renovation fee depends on you."

Wendy, flattered by his words, decided immediately. "Alright, watch me get that discount."

With that, she started walking in the renovation company with Neil.

I grabbed Wendy's arm, pleading desperately.

"Eleanore is waiting for you at the hospital. She's your mother. Your father passed away early, and she raised you with so much difficulty. You can't just abandon her..."

Neil focused on the discount and urged again. "Wendy, if we miss our turn, we won't get the chance."

Thinking of Eleanore's kindness, I steeled myself and begged again.

"Eleanore is in real danger. Please come back with me to the hospital. If we delay any longer, she will die. She will really die..."