I paused, then said softly, "Ashley, let's get a divorce."I was exactly the "cheap" person she called me. I grew up in an orphanage, and aside from the matron, Eunice Hunt, I had no family at all.Three days ago, Ms. Hunt passed away and was cremated. I begged Ashley to come with me, but she was too busy with Jordan and wouldn't even answer a single call from me.I hailed a taxi in the pouring rain. Little did I know I'd end up in a car accident right outside the Weston Group building, with both my hands pinned under the wheel.The ambulance hadn't arrived yet, so I begged a passerby to call Ashley for me. She ignored my calls, yet she picked up immediately for the kind stranger."Hello, Ms. Weston? Your husband has been in a car accident downstairs.""I won't answer your calls, so you pull a stunt like this to get to me?"Ashley didn't believe the passerby.In the background, I could hear Jordan laughing mockingly.I had been bearing the pain in my hands, but that one phone
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