로그인"Postoperative wound dehiscence?"Kirsten was at a complete loss for words. The line of text simply meant that my surgical wound had never truly healed in the first place.For the past six years, my wound had been repeatedly inflamed, torn open, healed, and then torn open again. And yet, when I begged her to save me, she'd actually accused me of faking it.If only she'd believed me then, if only she'd taken me from the storeroom to the hospital that day, I wouldn't have suffered permanent tissue damage.Kirsten gripped the report in her hand and lost control of her emotions, breaking down in tears."Mitch! Mitch Coleman…"How could this be? How had things turned out this way?"Didn't the doctor say that Mitch's wound from the transplant had already healed perfectly ages ago!" she demanded.Sam exhaled heavily. "We didn't want your emotions to get affected by the outcome, so we told him to hide it from you. However, we never thought that you would actually offer absolutely no
"No… That's impossible…"Kirsten's pupils trembled as she stared at Penny in shock. "How could Mitch have possibly agreed to be transferred overseas? He promised me a long time ago that he would always stay by my side! How could he possibly agree to be sent abroad!"You're lying! Mitch told you to lie to me, didn't he? Tell him to get his ass out here right now and explain everything to me! If not, I'm never going to forgive him, ever!"Penny stared at her like Kirsten was a lunatic."No wonder Mitch never told you. You're his wife, but you don't even care about his career advancement. You even threatened not to forgive him unless he explained things to you. What did he even do wrong that required your forgiveness in the first place?"Penny's blunt words felt like a heavy slap across Kirsten's face.The sting was painful and unbearable. It also made Kirsten realize that Penny might actually be telling the truth.She suddenly recalled that I'd been rather distracted before the
Kirsten watched the cab disappear down the road. Her hands clenched tightly beside her as a torrent of emotions surged within her.However, she felt lost and didn't know how to cope with them.After all, she was used to me being unconditionally good to her. No matter how much she shamed me with the harshest and most humiliating words, I would still cling to him afterward like chewed gum.Nobody ever taught her how to apologize or ask anyone for forgiveness.The only thing she could think of subconsciously was the broken crystal amulet.She wondered if I would be happy again if she got someone to mend it for me. She also figured that I had only gotten angry with her and stopped paying attention to her because of the broken amulet.She thought things through and turned the car around, going straight home without further doubt. She flattened herself against the floor and searched in every corner for the broken pieces, finally managing to find all of them.While she was happily rejo
I went to the entryway to put my shoes on. Kirsten suddenly got extremely sensitive and stepped forward, blocking me from the door."Where are you going?" she demanded.I had brought up divorce with her and packed a suitcase last night, and the sight had deeply traumatized her.I saw the wariness in her eyes and didn't want the same thing from yesterday to happen again. So, I simply came up with an excuse on the spot."To the office. There's an important meeting today, and I need to be there.""Really?" she asked, finally relaxing her tightly furrowed brow. Then, she offered for the first time and said, "I'll take you there."I didn't reject her offer this time either. It didn't make much of a difference for me to take another cab to the airport from the office anyway.After getting into the car, Kirsten began talking about Jordan."You hate him, don't you?"Jordan had suddenly appeared in Kirsten's life only about a year ago. And all throughout the past year, I'd told her man
Kirsten lunged at me like a madwoman, her voice trembling uncontrollably. "Blood? W-Where… Where did the blood come from?""From falling over yesterday," I said, pushing her arms away with a piercing smile on my face. "I told you about it then, but you were convinced that I was lying to you."Her face turned pale at once. "I… I didn't know… I thought—""You thought I was just lying to you?" I asked, chuckling self-deprecatingly.We had known each other for ten years, yet she could trust Jordan's words and actions wholeheartedly while remaining absolutely suspicious of me.I felt helpless at times. Did she actually care about me? Or, did she actually hate me with all her heart? Even strangers wouldn't do such a thing to others, would they?Fortunately for her, I didn't care about it anymore."I'm going to take a shower and change out of my clothes," I said.Kirsten grabbed my wrist tightly. She couldn't get used to how coldly I was treating her now. Her eyes turned red until she
"Kirsten… I'm bleeding… My abdomen is bleeding… Send me to the hospital," I pleaded. "It hurts…"I had a terrible feeling about this, and it was driving me crazy. I tried to claw my way out, but the cold wooden door was in the way.Kirsten's words were cold and cruel."We've known each other for ten years, Mitch, and I never knew that you were such a professional actor. Jordan's the one who's obviously injured. All I did was push you aside, and now, you're telling me that you're bleeding."You're not going to use that lame excuse of a kidney transplant from years ago to guilt-trip me this time, are you? The doctor already said that you'd recovered ages ago!"I was on the verge of breaking down.The kidney transplant had taken a massive toll on my body. However, Sam and Juliet told me not to tell Kirsten about it because they were worried that it would only burden her with guilt. Over the past six years, I'd been taking anti-inflammatory pills, and Kirsten never took notice of a







