MasukOn the day I had acute heart failure, the hospital issued several critical condition notices in a row. While I was still conscious, my attending physician told me to call my family and say my last words. On instinct, I dialed Julia Mars, but no one picked up for a long time. It wasn't until later that I found a "private arrangement" contract posted on her alt social media account. The terms spelled out her decade-long friends-with-benefits relationship with her childhood friend, Ken Cohen. Her best friend commented under the post with congratulations: [Not bad, Counselor Mars, finally ready to go public with your little childhood buddy. If your husband finds out, you think he'll have a heart attack from the shock?] Julia replied, completely unfazed: [He won't die. And even if he finds out, so what? The doctors didn't dare tell him that his heart is useless. He needs a transplant. That requires a fortune, and he can't get by without me.] I spent a full week in the ICU clawing my way back from death's door. And in those seven short days, every last bit of love I had for her burned away to nothing.
Lihat lebih banyakA month later, the day came for me and Julia to finalize our divorce.She was wheeled in by a caregiver.Her left leg had been amputated. She was confined to a wheelchair.In just one month, Julia had transformed completely. She was gaunt, skeletal—her eyes hollow and vacant, her hair brittle and dull. She looked like she'd aged decades.The moment she saw me, the tears came."Harry... at first, when I found out you were sick, I was terrified of losing you. I couldn't sleep, night after night."I never loved Ken. He was just a way for me to cope with the pressure."I wanted a child with you. But I was so afraid the baby would end up sick, just like you. So I thought if I... borrowed... someone else's genes, the child could still be yours and mine. Ours."I don't know how everything went so wrong..."She covered her face and sobbed—every word a confession, a plea.She said she loved me. I only found it laughable.Ten years changes a lot.She had loved me once—that was true.
When Julia opened her eyes and saw me, a flicker of light passed through them.She parted her lips to say my name, but no sound came out."Don't force it if you can't speak," I said. "While you still have the strength, just sign the divorce papers."I cut her off before she could get a word out. I pulled the divorce agreement from my bag and laid it across her chest.The light in her eyes died instantly.Her voice was hoarse. "I almost died, Harry. After all that, you still want to divorce me? Why do we have to end up like this?"She spoke in fragments, gasping for air between each phrase.I'd asked myself the same thing.How cruel time could be. We'd gone from high school sweethearts to husband and wife—more than a decade together. From a love so full it could have burst, to this—cold, hollow, empty.I even wondered, if Julia had died in that crash, would I have grieved at all?"There's no 'why.' When the time comes, the connection just breaks."You say you nearly died. But
Even Julia hesitated.She stood there, head bowed, wrestling with herself for a long moment. Finally, she seemed to make up her mind.She turned to the media and said, "There must be some misunderstanding here. Ken is right—everything at our firm was built by my husband, Harry Tepper. We had no knowledge of any of this."I'd expected as much. But actually hearing her say it still sent a spike of pain through my chest.I had given everything for her career. I'd sacrificed my health, my future—my very life.And in the end, she turned it all into a weapon against me.I swallowed the bitterness and went online. I posted a public statement announcing our divorce—along with screenshots of her alt account and the "private arrangement" contract.[I've had nothing to do with any work cases since I got sick.][I have also filed for divorce from Julia Mars. She was unfaithful during our marriage, carrying on a ten-year inappropriate relationship with Ken Cohen.]Our marriage had always b
The doctor made no effort to hide his displeasure with Julia. After prescribing my follow-up medications, he practically shooed us out.I walked fast, leaving Julia behind.She refused to give up, trailing me closely.Finally, when I slowed down, she grabbed the hem of my shirt, her voice cracking as she asked, "Are you punishing me, Harry? You knew you were running out of time, and you never told me. I thought…"Then that's even more reason I can't let you divorce me."She held on tight, terrified I'd walk away.I watched her fear with a cold, hollow laugh. "Julia, you don't want to let me go because the firm still needs me. You need me as your tool. Without me, you can't survive in this industry. Don't think I don't know exactly what you're after."Julia went pale, like I'd struck a nerve. She opened her mouth to defend herself, but her phone started ringing.It was Ken.Julia hesitated, her hand hovering over the phone, glancing at me. After a long moment, she answered.I






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