The Story of Wendy Yaeger

Luke was a poor student I sponsored back in high school. With his excellent grades, he stood out from the rest. I liked him, but he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a proper meal. Once, some bullies picked on him just because someone gave him a love letter. They cornered him in the bathroom and purposely soaked his shoes with urine.That day, the model student ended up in a fight. When he returned to class, his face was bruised and swollen. His bare feet were red from the freezing weather too.My heart ached for him, so I immediately asked my driver to bring a pair of shoes and socks over. That was the first time I spoke to him. My throat was tight as I handed him the items and said, "These are for you, Luke."Luke looked up at me, his eyes more red than before.…When the phone's ringtone woke me up, I was still in a trance. Getting something and then losing it was a different kind of pain.It was Luke's assistant who called. At first, I didn't want to answer, but th

Luke choked up slightly. He coldly scrutinized me from head to toe before letting out a chuckle. "Wendy, have you gotten addicted to faking your illness? Was he the one helping you forge your records? "Quit messing around. I don't have time for your performances. You're not convincing at all. Who would check into the hospital with dyed hair and a pink cat-ear hat?"He seemed convinced that I was just putting on an act to make Cassidy jealous. His smug smile was full of certainty as he warned, saying, "Don't use something as low as a divorce to get my attention. You're in no position to negotiate with me."Matt's face flushed. He was about to speak up when I quickly intervened, saying, "Exactly. I'm faking it!"Luke nodded in satisfaction. Then, he walked off with his arm wrapped around Cassidy. "Enough with the drama and go home. I'll get you a gift for our anniversary."Baffled, Matt looked at me. "That was Luke? I'm not seeing things, right? Why did he treat you like that?" B

Sasha cried in my arms for a long time. My heart ached as I gently patted her shoulder. "Don't cry, Sasha. I didn't expect to drag you into this. I'm sorry, I was too lonely and scared.""Nonsense!" Sasha wiped her tears. "You should've told me a long time ago. My dear Wendy, just how much have you suffered?" She encircled my wrist with her fingers and said, "Look at how thin you've become. Would Luke even have noticed if you didn't tell him?"I shook my head. If Luke had cared—even just a little—he would have realized that I wasn't faking my illness. He never noticed the medicine on my nightstand, the medical records I never hid, my rapidly thinning body, nor my hair that came out in clumps. He never truly listened to a single word I said."What a scumbag! I even used to think he was perfect at everything. I must've been blind!" Sasha hissed.I patted her hand to comfort her. Smiling, I opened the drawer and handed her some documents. She burst into tears again. "Wendy, are yo

After making the call, the renovators arrived in no time. I had them pack up all of Luke's belongings and send them to the house he shared with Cassidy. Then, I let out a heavy breath and said, "Destroy everything for me!""Well…" The renovators were reluctant to ruin such an exquisitely decorated place.I placed my card on the table. "Do it! Whoever does it the fastest gets a thousand dollars."With that, the room was filled with the sound of smashing and crashing."Help me deal with these items too. Take it if it's useful, and throw it away if it's useless. I'll pay another five thousand for it. Disassemble the bed in the bedroom and bring it to the junkyard."Over the years, Luke had never given me his love, but he sure gave me plenty of money, bags, and jewelry. While I was hospitalized, I sold them all on secondhand platforms. Now, with my wallet stuffed full, I could speak even more boldly.Even if I had to leave, I would take my marital home with me! I would leave Luke

The weather was nice that day, and the sunlight made the ward look particularly cozy. I wanted to go for a walk, but I didn't have the strength to sit up. So, Sasha had to help me with it."Are you thirsty? I'll go get you some water." She offered.After Sasha left, I sat there, blankly staring out the window. If things had gone smoothly back then, I would have already reunited with Mom and Dad. I wouldn't have had to see Luke's face again.Due to our marriage, Luke had more authority than Sasha in making medical decisions for me. Yet, despite all the medication I'd taken over the past few days, I didn't get the chance to live longer.Luke had gone to great lengths to bring in various specialists, but even they had shaken their heads at my condition.Then, as if he had gone mad, Luke desperately sought out organ donors. He wanted to replace every organ in my body that had cancer.Yet, he had forgotten that I had Rh-negative blood. It was already difficult for ordinary patient