Valentine's Day: My Wife's "Work Trip" With Another Man

Before the woman left, she said wistfully to Nancy, "I'll always support you two. You have to get married!"

After Nancy watched them leave, she turned to me and served me some ice cream.

"Honey, don't take it personally. Derek's Facebook web series about the CEO falling for him is really popular right now. It's good publicity for the company. You have no idea how happy Derek is. If I undermined him behind the scenes, he'd be upset."

I had no interest in her explanation, so I merely said, "I don't mind. You don't need to explain."

The sharp pain in my stomach was getting worse. I held my stomach in pain as my face turned pale.

On the way home, Nancy got another call from Derek. "Ms. Curtis, can you come pick me up at the pool? I forgot my change of clothes, and I can't get a taxi either. Please, pretty please!"

Nancy, unable to resist Derek's plea, smiled fondly. "Okay, okay. I'll be right there."

After she hung up, she held my hand and kissed it. "Honey, let's go pick up Derek together. That way, you won't overthink things."

"You can't, Nancy. My stomach hurts really badly. Take me to the hospital. Now!" I yelped.

When Nancy heard this, her expression immediately darkened. "Tyler, can you stop being so dramatic? I only wanted to take you along because I was worried you'd get the wrong idea. I didn't think you'd play the victim card on me!"

"I'm not trying to pull a stunt. Take me to the hospital. I'm not joking. I'm in real pain!"

Nancy sneered. "Stop pretending. You're not convincing at all."

I felt like I was about to collapse, and my vision kept going dark.

"I have stomach cancer. My stomach hurts right now. We have to go to the hospital!" I blurted out.

Nancy didn't believe me. She stared at me, furious. "I usually put up with your little performances, but now you dare to use stomach cancer to deceive me?

"We've been married four years, and you've been fine all this time. How could you suddenly have cancer?

"Now that I'm going to pick up Derek, suddenly you're in pain?"

Nancy got angrier as she spoke. She suddenly slammed on the brakes hard.

"Get out! Out! Weren't you in such a hurry to get to the hospital? Then get the hell out! You're wasting my time! I need to go get Derek!"

"Fine. I'll get out."

Just as I was about to open the door and get out, she grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "I really shouldn't treat you so well! You're becoming more spoiled!"

I couldn't help but say, "Let's get a divorce, Nancy."

She seemed shocked by what I said. "Divorce?"

I nodded. "Jayden already helped me prepare the divorce papers."

Nancy let go of me, staring in disbelief. "Tyler, you really want a divorce? You'd better think hard. No one else but me would want a petty, narrow-minded man like you."

"I've thought about it. Goodbye."

After saying that, I got out of the car.

When Nancy saw me leaving, she floored the gas pedal. The sudden acceleration flung me from the car.

Amid the screams of bystanders, I collapsed into a pool of blood, while Nancy drove away without looking back.

The blood slowly spread beneath me, resembling bright, alluring spider lilies blooming around me one by one.