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His Last Regret: A Wife Undone

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 539    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

n. I tried to numb the emotional pain with the physical, focusing on the ache in my

him. My youth, my own dreams, the approval of my parents. They had never liked Liam, had seen the selfishne

edge of town. It was the kind of place my father used to frequent, dark and smelling of stale beer and

oda when a voice cut t

of place in his simple button-down shirt, a

oing here?" I a

a loud jukebox," he said with a small sm

I told him everything. The nine years with Liam, the constant cheating, the

e ash. "The good treatment. The kind that might actually save me. Liam

ever wavering. When I was done, a

oice gentle. "Foundations, grants. But you have

hum of the engine. He pulled up to my house ju

ndercloud of rage. He had seen

the hell is this?" he roared, his eyes wild. He g

" I said, tryin

gaze flicking to Dr. Cole, who was now out of hi

r, Liam. He was giv

ole sickness thing, aren't you? A pathetic

cked the air out of my lungs. "I have leukemia, you son of a bi

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His Last Regret: A Wife Undone
His Last Regret: A Wife Undone
“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.”