Thanksgiving Divorce

Mindy stayed out all night and did not come back until the next day.

"Why are you still asleep?" I had just fallen asleep in the early hours of the morning when she woke me up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the red marks on her neck. My heart skipped a beat for a moment.

Then, I saw her eyes suddenly light up with joy as she caught a glimpse of me. "Mas."

She had not said my name like that for a long time. It reminded me of what she was like during the year when we first met.

Just when I thought she had changed her mind, her next words made my blood run cold. “You have a rare blood type, right? That’s amazing! Harvey can be saved! It turns out that he quit his job back then to get medical treatment abroad, not to ditch me so he could further his studies."

I watched her talking excitedly to herself.

"Did you come back this morning just to tell me all this? What do you mean? Do you want me to give my blood to Harvey?" I looked at her with red-rimmed eyes.

I had been weak and sickly since childhood, and I could not do any heavy labor due to anemia. She was aware of this.

At the look on my face, Mindy's excited face suddenly darkened.

"Mason, when did you become so selfish? Harvey's sick. We're just asking you for some blood. What's with your attitude?"

Looking at her face, I muttered, "So his illness is serious, but mine isn't? Mindy, who is your husband in the eyes of the law?"

Mindy stared at my face for a long moment before clenching her jaw and yanking me away with her. "You have to give your blood today, whether you want to or not."

It was not until we got to the hospital that I saw Harvey. His face was rosy, and he did not look sick at all.

Mindy flung me over to the doctor. "He has a rare blood type. Draw his blood."

She grabbed Harvey's hand with a look of concern. "How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

Harvey shook his head before shaking Mindy's arm. "What took you so long? I've been waiting for you for ages. I felt like my heart was about to stop while waiting."

"Don't be afraid. I'm here now." Mindy then glared at me and said to the doctor, "Hurry up and draw his blood."

The nurse plunged the needle into my arm, making my heart skip a beat from the pain.

As one after another blood bag was filled, I felt my body grow colder and colder. Even my lips turned pale.

Even the nurse could not take it in the end. "Ms. Horton, let's stop at this much for today. If we take any more..."

Mindy said to the nurse, almost sinisterly, "You’ll do what I say, and you’ll stop when I tell you to. He's such a scoundrel. We don't know when we'll be able to draw his blood the next time. Draw more this time so it's enough for Harvey."

By the end of the blood draw, my mind was a little hazy. Even the doctor said, "Ms. Horton, we can't draw any more. Mr. Gregory isn't in good health. If we keep on drawing blood, I'm afraid something might happen."

Mindy glanced at me, her eyes landing on my pale lips and flickering away.

Just as she was about to speak, Harvey coughed harshly. "Mindy, I'm fine. After all, I've been alone overseas for three years. I'm used to it. It's okay if Mason doesn't draw more blood. My heart will just hurt a little, but I can get through it."

Mindy's tone turned cold. "Draw more!"

Then, the needle was thrust back into my arm. My consciousness grew increasingly hazy. At the last moment before I lost consciousness, I heard Mindy curse, "How stupid! You can't even do something as simple as giving your blood? What a loser!"

Tears streamed down my face. All those years of love had been wasted on her.