LOGINMy wife, Ally Martin, is a CEO who's convinced that every man who married her only wanted her money. Any expense of mine over a hundred dollars has to go through her for approval first. I loved her enough to become the man standing quietly behind her empire. But the day I got into a car accident, she turned down my three-thousand-dollar surgery request. "Do you have any idea how many people live on three thousand dollars a month? I don't make money so you can leech off me!" The surgery came too late. My hand was left permanently disabled. I'd only just come off the operating table when her childhood friend, freshly back from abroad, posted on Instagram. The photo showed off a watch worth five million dollars. The caption read: [Guess some girls never really grow up. She's still willing to give me the best of everything, just like when we were kids.] He'd tagged Ally. I didn't blow up the way I used to. Instead, I liked the post and left a comment of my own: [Good for you two. Spend the rest of your lives like this.]
View MoreThe receipts came with the finance department's official stamp on every one.She turned the stack over in her hands for a long time, looking through it again and again, before finally clutching it in her palm, looking almost despairing."This whole time, this is really all you ever asked me for?""Yeah."In three years, the money she'd spent on me didn't add up to a fraction of the welcome-home gift she'd given Zack. And still, she'd spent that whole time worried I was bleeding her dry.She sank onto the couch, and in an instant, she seemed to lose all the color in her face.I sat down beside her. She kept her head bowed, and after a moment, I heard her say, barely audible, "I'm sorry.""It's fine."I set the divorce agreement down in front of her.Ally looked up, staring at the document in front of her, stunned.I stood up."Think it over. I'll come find you again in three days."I turned to leave."Where are you going?""I've rented a place outside. I'm planning to move
A lamp glowed in the living room. I'd been on the couch reading, half asleep, when the sound of the door snapped me awake.Ally stood in the doorway."I heard you got into a car accident. Let me go with you to a follow-up tomorrow?"It had been so long since my accident, and she was only just now finding out. If she'd still cared about me as her husband at all, she wouldn't have been the last to know about something like this."Thanks, but you don't need to. I already have plans tomorrow.""But I want to go with you!" she said frantically.I shook my head. "You don't need to."I turned and headed for the bedroom. As I passed her, she reached out and grabbed my hand.Three years of marriage, and this was the first time she'd ever held my hand this tight."You saw the pregnancy test today. You really don't have anything to say?"I didn't know what she wanted to hear."What am I supposed to say?"The hand gripping mine trembled. Even Ally's voice shook."What happened to the
"Ow... that hurts..."I noticed Ally's hand pause on the wheel."What's wrong? Is your old injury acting up again?"Zack's frown deepened. "I don't know... it just hurts. Ally, can you take me to the hospital?"Going to the hospital meant driving in the opposite direction of where we were headed. The nearest one was over ten kilometers away.Ally glanced at me in the mirror."But...""Ow... Ally... I don't think I can take it..."Ally's grip tightened on the wheel. She slammed on the brakes."Robby, get out."The same script as always. Between me and Zack, I was always the one who got left behind.Except this time, I didn't make a scene. I just opened the door and got out."Sure, okay."Ally froze for a second. I turned and started walking back the way we'd come. She rolled down the window."Robby!"I looked back. She hesitated."I'll come home for dinner tonight."I paused awhile before replying, "Don't bother. Looks like he needs you more. Why don't you two just orde
I didn't answer. She hung up.We didn't have a housekeeper at home. Partly because she couldn't stomach anyone else's cooking but mine, and partly because, over time, she'd decided hiring one would only make me lazier.When I got home, I made dinner for two and texted her: [What time do you think you'll be back?]She didn't reply.I didn't wait up like a fool until midnight the way I used to. I just ate my own portion and moved on. After waiting a while longer with still no word from her, I wrapped her plate in plastic and stuck it in the fridge.I still had vocabulary to study and no time to waste on chasing her down. Studying at home like this felt inconvenient, though, so I decided to head to the library the next day instead. That way I wouldn't have to worry about her coming home and interrupting me.The next day, I went to the library. By the time hunger caught up with me, it was already dark outside.I suddenly realized I hadn't thought about Ally once, all day. Turns out






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