로그인I make my way to the orphanage after receiving my cancer diagnosis, hoping to bid farewell to the orphan, Lillian Lowe, whom I was sponsoring financially. I unexpectedly find my husband, Henry Graham, who is meant to be on a business trip, and my sister, Felicity Sullivan, who is meant to be on a vacation. Their fingers are intertwined, while they use their free hands to playfully pinch Lillian's cheeks. Lillian rushes into their embrace, weeping pitifully. "Can you get rid of that mean lady at home? I just want to go home with Mommy and Daddy." I finally understand, at that moment, that Henry, whom I thought had loved me the most, is having an affair with Felicity. They even have a child together. Mom and Dad urge me to divorce Henry and make way for his new family. Lillian, the girl I once held dearly in my heart, curses me to an early death. Henry, the one who betrayed me, insists on keeping our marriage. It's too late, though. I'm already dying, just as they wished. Lillian, who once cried so much at the orphanage, now lives in a mansion with a father, a mother, and a pair of doting grandparents. Their perfect little life seems like a never-ending fairy tale. It is only when my lifeless body is before them that everyone suddenly loses their minds.
더 보기It was already late into the night when the whole farce finally ended. It had been two days since I died, and the festive Christmas spirit had already begun to wane. There were already people taking down their Christmas trees and using the gifts they had received. Their joy-filled faces stood in jarring opposition to the grim figure of Henry, who sat utterly alone on a bench.It was then that a young girl ran up to him and placed a piece of candy in his hand, saying, "Please don't be sad, mister. It'll definitely be much better next year!"Henry held the candy tightly in his hand. He then smiled as he ruffled the young girl's hair, saying, "Alright."He smiled wryly as the young girl ran off laughing. He then looked down at the candy in his hand and murmured, "It's never going to be alright."His greatest love had already died, after all—taken from him right on the day that was supposed to be the happiest and most joyful of the year.He let out a deep, weary sigh, as if he had c
Henry kicked open the door to the ward, causing everyone in there to fall silent. Felicity rushed toward him with bloodshot eyes, while Mom was sobbing softly on the hospital bed."Why did it take you so long, Henry?" Felicity asked as she leaned into Henry's embrace, looking utterly pitiful.Henry shoved her away, then grabbed a stack of photos and threw them in her face. "It's because I was too busy looking into all the despicable things you've done!"Felicity picked up the photos, her face turning pale as she looked at them. "T-That's not what it looks like, Henry! P-Please hear me out, Henry!" Dad furrowed his brow as he picked up the photos. His expression immediately hardened before he slapped Felicity hard across the face. "You bitch! You're the one who murdered Whitney! Your mother and I truly believed that it was an accident! It turns out you've been lying to us from the very beginning!"Mom immediately dropped her pretense, pulling off the oxygen mask. "Had you not told
Henry thought about the events that had just transpired before slamming his hands on the steering wheel in anger. He felt like he hadn't hit Lillian hard enough for what she said earlier. He couldn't help but wonder how he had never noticed how malicious Lillian actually was. He was certain that if our baby had lived, she would have been as kind and gentle as I was.He sighed deeply at that thought, his brow furrowing even further.Felicity suddenly called Henry again. He was just about to reject her call when he noticed the photo she sent over. It was a photo of Mom, lying on a stretcher, with a group of paramedics carrying her into the ambulance.He hesitated for a moment before he ultimately drove to the hospital.He had just walked into the ward when Felicity burst into tears and yelled, "Do you know that you almost angered Mom to death? How could she not be grieving? She had raised Whitney for almost 30 years, for goodness' sake! She was just trying to put on a brave front bef
Henry didn't know how long he had been crying. His throat was raw, and his surroundings were dark when he finally raised his head from the steering wheel.He noticed a small cabin in the distance with a huge Christmas tree outside. Through the hazy glow of the window, he saw a family seated at the dining table, laughing and enjoying a meal together.He stared blankly at the scene before him, lost in thought. He realized that that should have been them, too, basking in such joy and wholesomeness. He then pondered when it had all begun to unravel. It had to have started on that cold, snowy night five years ago when Whitney was involved in a terrible car crash and lost their unborn child.Their relationship became tense after that incident. He would often see her crying when she thought he wasn't looking. He also knew that at night, she would reach out to gently caress his face, all while apologizing to him.He could never bring himself to face her, though—not because he couldn't fo
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