His Last Regret: A Wife Undone

Chapter 3

Word Count: 592 | Released on: 23/06/2025

my face, but it couldn't numb the sick feeling in my stomach. I ran, not knowing w

his eye. He thought he saw a familiar figure disappearin

bedroom and saw his clothes strewn on the chair, her perfume faintly lingering in the a

etched with a rare look of guilt.

ere, Liam. At the hospital."

quite meeting mine. "She was in town fo

d against his chest, the familiar scent of him a painful reminder of eve

ightstand. A text. He glanced

t: I'm

om me, his eyes wide with panic. "I... I have t

n the middle of the room. A cold dread set

rridor. They were arguing, their voices low but intense. Then

ngless blur. Pregnant. She was p

d screaming. I found Dr. Cole

umbled out, desperate and raw. "W

ern. "Ava, with your leukemia, a pregnancy would be incredibly high-ris

apsed into a chair, the tears I had been holding back finally falling. My body w

fingers numb. I typed a si

d a di

cold fury. "You will terminate this pregnancy," he said, his voice

h the window, she could see my car pulling away from the clinic, Dr. Co

again. He looked d

d a di

physical blow. Shock, the

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His Last Regret: A Wife Undone

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“The first word from Dr. Cole was "Leukemia," and it felt like a death sentence delivered under fluorescent lights, far from the small, coal-mining town I' d never escaped. I had been with Liam for nine years, forever dependent on him, even as his calls grew shorter and his voice colder – I knew he was cheating, but I clung to us. Then, during a call about our anniversary, I heard it: a soft, musical voice asking, "Liam, honey, who is that?" and the line went dead, leaving me with the cold, hard proof of his betrayal. My world shattered. How could the man who promised he' d never leave me be so easily replaced, so carelessly abandon the life we'd built, especially now, with my own life slipping away? That night, clutching the crumpling diagnosis, I decided: I would die first, before he saw me as a burden; I would disappear, and he' d never know what he'd lost.”