On the Day My Son Died, My Husband Cheated

But because of my stupidity, I lost my son.

He was only four years old. I couldn't accept this fact.

I carefully placed his ashes in his grave and sat there for a long time. I was afraid that he would be scared if I left too early.

When I walked out of the cemetery, I saw James with Emily.

Seeing me, he was stunned. Then he showed sarcasm on his face. "Alice, you said you wanted to divorce me, but you came here to chase me. Emily is right. You are just playing hard to get."

I noticed that Emily was holding an urn in her hands. She was touching the urn with a look of reluctance while James was supporting her and looked very sad.

I found it ironic.

It seemed that Emily thought I wasn't annoyed enough, and she touched the urn provocatively. "Alice, please don't mind it. My daughter's cat was knocked over on her birthday, and she was very sad. So please don't blame James. After all, my daughter and I can only rely on him now."

Hearing what she said, James said gently, "Don't say that. I've told you. As long as you and your daughter need me, I can always be her father."

Looking at their affectionate expressions, I said, "Then I wish you happy."

Then I turned around and was about to leave, but James was angry. "Emily is very sad because of the cat's matter. Why are you so rude?"

"Alice, you think too much. If I wanted to be with James, we would have been together a long time ago. You don't need to care so much."

Looking at Emily, who had a smug look, I didn't want to say anything more and turned away.

But before I drove out of the cemetery, I received a call from the manager. "Ms. Clarke, someone is digging up the cemetery you just bought."

Stunned, I hurried back.

But it was too late. Emily had already put the urn she took inside.

My son's urn was thrown in the soil nearby. The lid was a little crooked and some of his ashes had spilled out.

I rushed over like crazy and pushed Emily down.

She screamed, "Alice, are you crazy? I know you are jealous of me because I have a good relationship with James, but why did you attack me..."

Before she finished her words, I took out the cat's urn and threw it on the ground.

Then, I carefully picked up the scattered ashes of my son on the side and gently placed them into the box.

James rushed over and yelled at me, "Alice, are you crazy? Do you know that Emily's body is weak?"

I looked at James, who was still complaining, and yelled at him like crazy, "James, get out! You two are disgusting..."

I ignored him and continued to pick up the ashes.

James had never been so embarrassed by me before, and he said in a more impatient tone, "I've signed up for a parent-child tour abroad, and I will accompany you on the trip. If you make a fuss like this, I'll cancel this activity."

"James, I don't care about the parent-child trip at all. Just go away and be someone else's father!" Tired of his arrogant behavior, I mocked him.

Emily wanted to say something, but James got angry first.

He couldn't stand my ridicule, so he took out his phone and said to the other side, "Cancel my parent-child tour. Alice is an ungrateful woman. If my son knows that the trip is canceled because of her, he will blame her."

Hearing James' words, his assistant was silent for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Wilson, your son has passed away."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" James asked loudly.

How could his son die? However, his assistant didn't give him a chance to quibble, and he even added fuel to the fire.

"It's true. The grave you and Ms. White dug is the grave of your son."