บททั้งหมดของ My Wife Sent Us to a Deadly Fat Camp: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Seeing how I had been reduced to skin and bones by the brutal training and my constant longing for our daughter, Melanie Curry, my wife, Tanya Smith, smiled with satisfaction."Harry, you were absolutely right to recommend this place. It really does work. At least he's finally gotten rid of all that excess fat."I looked at her critical expression and opened my mouth. The words were right there on the tip of my tongue. "Melanie is—"Her childhood sweetheart, Harry Lieberman, cut me off. "Exactly. Just look at Bryan now. Sure, he looks a little haggard and frightening, but at least his figure isn't such an eyesore anymore."We should've sent both of them there sooner, especially Melanie. She's at the age when girls care most about their looks. If she doesn't manage her weight now, she'll grow up fat and ugly. No guys would want her. By then, it'll be too late."He turned to me with a smile that seemed meant as friendly advice, but his eyes were ice-cold. "Don't you agree, Mr. Curry

Tanya's tongue was sharp. "Harry's been more than generous! All he did back then was point out a few obvious truths, yet you took Melanie's side and lashed out at him. He was kind enough to let it go."Not only that, but he even helped find a camp where you could receive professional guidance, with a scientifically planned diet and a regular exercise schedule. He's already done more than enough for you. What more could you want?"She looked down at me again, her gaze oozing with superiority. "I just hope Melanie has learned her lesson in there, too. Let's hope she's finally figured out what's right."I kept my head bowed and never once looked at her, nor did I tell her that the daughter she had always criticized for not being pretty, slim, or perfect enough would never leave that damned camp again.Melanie hadn't been planned.Tanya was originally meant to marry Harry, but the Lieberman family's business suffered a devastating blow, leaving them buried in debt overnight.Desperat

It was as if I hadn't heard Tanya's question at all. I stared blankly at the stark white ceiling, stubbornly repeating myself."Don't worry, Tanya. Once we divorce, I'll take it with me and disappear. I swear I won't interfere in your life with Mr. Lieberman ever again. You'll never have to see me—"A vicious slap across my face cut me off mid-sentence.Tanya's eyes were bloodshot. She lunged at me and clamped both hands around my throat, continuing to demand an answer. "I'm asking you what you meant! What ashes? Whose ashes?"She shook my head violently, her voice shrill with fury. "You're vile! How dare you curse Melanie with words like that? Huh? Answer me! Is she such an eyesore to you that you want her dead? Is that it?"Suffocation overwhelmed me instantly. The terror of being on the verge of death haunted me again, more vivid and intense than when my heart failed me earlier.I was too weak to fight back. All I could manage was a few broken sounds as my hands instinctively

I lay feverish in my hospital bed, drifting in and out of consciousness.The bleak, oppressive shadows of the training camp kept flashing before my eyes, along with Melanie's face growing paler and more gaunt with each passing day…"Get up!"The hospital room door was shoved open.Tanya strode in, her expression as apathetic as ever. She didn't even spare a glance at my flushed cheeks or my frail condition.Instead, she marched straight to my bedside, grabbed my arm, and yanked me out of bed."Come with me!"Her grip was firm, leaving no room for argument. My head spun from the sudden movement. My body was so weak that I could barely stand, and I slumped helplessly against her grip."Where are we going?""Grandma's dying. She wants to see you one last time."There wasn't a trace of emotion in Tanya's voice, only impatience. She practically dragged me out of my hospital room and hauled me, stumbling, into the ICU where Grandma lay.Grandma lay on the bed, barely clinging to l

The last trace of vitality drained from Tanya's face when she heard my words. Gripping my arm, she shook her head violently. "No! We're not divorcing! Bryan, we're not doing that!"As if I were the last lifeline within reach of a drowning person, she clung to my emaciated body, sobbing and pleading incoherently."Can't we start over? Please? I know I messed up—I really do! I'll make it up to you! From now on, I'll treat you right. We'll have another child. I'll love them just as much as I loved Melanie! Please?"I let her hold me, my body as rigid and cold as a stone.Only after her sobs had subsided a little did I speak. My voice was almost cruel in its calmness. "It's too late, Tanya. After everything they did to me at that training camp, I'm already ruined."I didn't spell out what I meant by "I'm already ruined", but the implication was clear enough. I could no longer have sex.Tanya's arms stiffened around me. She looked up at me in disbelief, tears in her eyes. The last gli