When My Son Died of illness, My Husband Cheated On Me

When five-year-old Teddy Parker tragically succumbs to acute meningitis, his mother Shana is left utterly devastated. For three agonizing days, her husband Phil Parker abandoned his family to spend Black Friday in another town with Tracy Clem. In a desperate bid to let her dying son see his father one last time, Shana initiates a video call. Instead of comfort, she is met with Phil's disgust. Holding his mistress's hand, Phil cruelly accuses Shana of faking their child's illness.

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Chapter 3

On Monday, I brought the prepared divorce agreement to get Phil to sign.

Tracy, was busy at home wearing pajamas as if she was the hostess.

Phil was unpacking the express deliveries and taking out a bunch of toys such as Transformers and Ultraman.

He turned around and glanced at me, sneering, "Tracy bought a bunch of toys, clothes, and even a pet dog for Teddy during the promotion.

"You're a woman, too. Why can't you be more gentle and considerate?"

Tracy said earnestly, "Shana, I'm not judging you.

"But you're always on business trips, drinking with a bunch of dubious men. How could it be good for Teddy's growth?"

I wasn't in the mood to argue. I just slapped the divorce agreement on the table.

"Phil, sign it."

Phil was startled when he saw the divorce agreement. "You're serious?"

I sneered, "We'll divorce. And I give you two my blessing. I hope you stay together forever."

Phil suddenly became irritable, and he slapped the table loudly. "Shana, when will you learn to be less selfish?

"Teddy is only five. What will he think if we divorce now?

"What if it affects Teddy's physical and mental health? Can you afford the responsibility?

"You're so selfish. You don't deserve to be a mother!"

Tracy wrapped her arms around his arm and said softly, "Phil, there's no need to get angry over a woman like her.

"Maybe she dumped you because she met some rich man while doing business.

"I will treat Teddy well from now on. He'll know what it feels like to be loved by his mom..."

The two were like a loving couple, and on the contrary, I became a guilty sinner to my family and to Teddy.

I silently returned to the room and packed my luggage.

Phil chased to the door and asked, "Where have you taken Teddy, Shana?"

He was such a good father who looked out for his son. He didn't even know his son was dead already.

If he had just made a phone call to the hospital, he wouldn't have been so muddle-headed.

My phone rang. It was someone from the funeral home.

They told me that Teddy's portrait had been made, and the customized urn would be delivered soon.

I hung up the phone and said with a desperate smile, "Don't worry. Teddy will be here soon."

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