The Unwanted Wife's Final Gift

abbing her arm as they walked down the hosp

her arm free. "Let go of me,

e wall, a sharp pain radiating from her side where his fingers had d

nd of concern and triumph. "Ethan, darling, don't be an

sease and her disgust for the woman in front of h

va said, her voice

uting one. He let out an exasperated sigh. "Fin

Ava said, her tone d

ch one a reminder of the life she was running out of time to live. In the rea

in, sharper than anything the ca

enly said, pointing to a

in disgust. "The 'Spicy Sea Palace'?

picy seafood, a place their social circle would never be caught d

to eat," Ava said, g

th the smell of chili and ga

n here," she

ble. A waitress came over, and before Ava

st, most shellfish-heavy dishes on the menu. Including the King Crab with Ghost Peppe

ious. Or completely indifferent. Ava suspected it was the latter. He knew about her allergies

u, Ava?" Chloe asked, her e

a replied, he

turning. She took a bite. The spice was overwhelming, a searing heat that scorched her tongue. But it was

and then another, her eyes fixed on Eth

throat felt like it was closing up. Her st

her chair back. She walked, as stea

vomiting everything into the toilet. Her body shook, and cold sweat bea

ng time, dry-heaving unti

was a ghost. Pale, with dark circles under her eyes, her lips almost blue. She took out her

, Ethan was finally off his phone

e asked. "This wa

pulled out her own phone

hat?" he

agreement.' It's legally binding, Ethan. I had my lawyer draft it this afternoon. You

darkened

y two starts at midnight. Until then, you will take me home. To my chil

whose face had fallen