When I Let My Husband Die for His Mistress

When the rescue team found Rhett, his right arm was severely fractured. The news spread rapidly on Facebook, and friends were quick to criticize me.

"This woman is always trailing behind Rhett like a shadow. But when things get tough, she's out of there quicker than anyone. How can she even dream of becoming Mrs. Larson with such spineless behavior?"

"I heard Giovanna Woods had a chance to help Rhett but chose to stand by and do nothing. She was just waiting for him to get hurt. Such a heartless person."

"After this mess, Rhett is definitely done with her."

Listening to these so-called friends throw insults, I felt detached. In another life, I had risked everything to save Rhett, only to be met with his apathetic gaze as I lay dying. Even our own son, despite my efforts to take him to parks and push through my own disability in a wheelchair, ignored me because Elaine Price had taken him to Disneyland a few times, and he started calling her ‘mom,’ embarrassed by me.

I owed nothing to Rhett or our son. I had already done my part by notifying a friend to call the rescue team. That was more than enough.

Because of this incident, when Rhett woke up in the hospital, he was determined to see me despite his arm being in a cast.

"Giovanna, thank you for not saving me."

With his one good arm wrapped around Elaine, he added, "I came here specifically to tell you that my parents have agreed to my marriage to Elaine. The wedding is next month."

I smiled indifferently and said, "Congratulations."

In that previous life, my marriage to Rhett stemmed from two reasons: first, I had once saved his life, and second, his parents had discovered Elaine's pattern of switching wealthy benefactors for money, rejecting her for the Larson family.

But Rhett had accused me of using my good deed to manipulate his parents into the marriage, treating me with coldness for two decades.

This time, because I didn't save Rhett, his parents finally consented to the marriage he had always wanted.

I said calmly, "Rhett, you've finally gotten what you wished for."

Rhett briefly seemed surprised by my composure, then his tone became more intense.

"Giovanna, I hope you stick to that and never bother me again."

With that, as if to wound me deliberately, he kissed Elaine passionately right in front of me.

"Rhett, you're awful. You'll make Giovanna jealous," Elaine purred in an annoying voice.

Feeling utterly disgusted, I ignored them and turned to leave.