I did not answer, just crossed my arms and looked straight ahead.
The doctor brought over a piece of paper:
– The initial treatment deposit is 10000$. John gave her your bank card but the system said it was locked. It cannot be swiped.
If it is not closed immediately, we can only hold on. Both John and her turned pale. John turned to me, stammering:
– You… open the card, please…
The girl burst into tears, her voice trembling:
– I don’t have money… John promised to take care of it…
I burst out laughing, a bitter smile:
– Worry?
He took care of it with my child’s tuition, right? How pitiful, even at this moment, the two of them only thought about money, not the consequences they caused. John raised his hand to grab me, but the IV line pulled him down.
His eyes were panicked, both scared and regretful. He shouted, his voice hoarse:
– Don’t leave me… save me…
I stood up straight, looked at him, looked at the girl crying miserably beside me, then resolutely:
From now on, I have nothing to do with you and her. I have already prepared the divorce papers.
Tomorrow I will take the child and leave. You stay here and pay the price for your betrayal. After saying that, I turned around and walked away.
Behind, John and his mistress screams echoed throughout the hospital corridor. But I did not stop. Outside, the night wind was cold but I felt my heart brighter than ever.
I knew that I had just removed a malignant tumor from my life. I had no more room for meaningless tears. Tomorrow, my child and I would start over – a new life, though hard but pure, without lies and betrayal.
As for John, he would have to remember that moment forever: when both he and his lover cried out in despair, because the woman he had loved with all her heart had turned her back and left.
