Love Betrayed: A Heart's Agony

“Eason, you bastard!”

Even over the phone, I could picture Rosalie’s face, her eyes narrowed in anger, and her voice trembling with rage.

“You swore you’d love me forever! And now, just a few years into our marriage, you’re cheating on me?”

“How could you do this to me, to my family?”

The irony of her indignation wasn’t lost on me. She was the one who had strayed, yet she spoke as if she were the wronged party.

I didn’t respond, just listened quietly as she unleashed her anger.

When she was done, she finally said, with venom in her voice, “So, you really want a divorce, Eason?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Fine. If your heart’s not with me anymore, then there’s no point in holding on. I’ll agree to the divorce. Go ahead, pursue your so-called true love.”

“But I have one condition. Let’s wait until after my grandmother’s birthday next week.”

“She’s old, and her heart isn’t strong.”

“You wouldn’t want to upset her with this news and risk her health, would you?”

I agreed.

It was an easy choice. Rosalie’s grandmother had always been good to me.

Since we got married, I made it a habit to visit Rosalie’s grandma twice a week. We’d chat, play cards, and I’d keep her company.

Rain or shine, I never missed a visit, more often than Rosalie herself.

Grandma was always touched by my dedication. She even mentioned leaving me the old family house in her will, a property worth quite a bit.

Whenever she brought it up, I’d just smile and brush it off.

After confronting Rosalie about everything, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

That evening, I picked up some fruit and milk and headed over to see Grandma.

As always, she was thrilled to see me. The moment I walked in, she grabbed my hand and started asking how I’d been.

“Eason, I’ve missed you these past few days. Have you been busy?”

I nodded, saying things had been hectic but were finally calming down.

“And Rosalie? She told me she’d come with you today. Why isn’t she here?”

“Grandma, Rosalie’s on a business trip. She won’t be back until tomorrow.”

Grandma wasn’t easily fooled. She’d seen enough in her life to know when something was off.

“Eason, tell me the truth. Did you and Rosalie fight?”

I quickly denied it.

“Don’t try to hide it from me. I can see it on your face.”

She sighed and spoke softly, her voice full of the wisdom that only comes with age. “Eason, life is unpredictable. You have to cherish the people you love.”

“It wasn’t easy for you and Rosalie to get to this point.”

“Rosalie... She’s always been a bit stubborn and spoiled, but she’s got a good heart. She’s a good wife.”

“So, be patient with her. And if you ever need to talk, I’m here for you.”

I forced a smile and assured her I would.

She seemed relieved. “I know you’re a good, sensible boy. Now, how about we play some cards? I’ve been looking forward to it.”

I was just about to agree when suddenly, Grandma clutched her chest, her face going pale.

Panic hit me hard. I rushed to her side, asking what was wrong.

She started trembling, unable to speak, with drool at the corner of her mouth.

I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed my phone and called for an ambulance immediately.