As soon as Samuel panicked, his asthma flared up again.Angela instinctively moved to support him, but when she caught sight of me out of the corner of her eye, she stopped."He has asthma medication in his bag. Help me get it for him," she said coldly.I looked at her calmly. "We're getting divorced anyway. There's really no need for you to avoid suspicion now."It was only at that moment that I realized Angela had actually known all along where the problems in our marriage lay. She was simply content with the situation and couldn't be bothered to change.Angela, who had always been so proud, lowered her head and pleaded, "Ronald, can you not leave?"For a moment, I seemed to see the girl from ten years ago, crying in my arms because her family favored sons over daughters. Back then, I used to comfort her gently and swear that I would be her strongest support. But over those nine years of marriage, we had already drifted apart."Angela, let's part on good terms," I said.Angel
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