My Husband Operated on Me for 18 Hours… So I Left Him
Thanks to a car accident, I've suffered from a severe injury in my head, leaving me with one foot in my grave.
My husband, Andrew Rollins who's known for being an extremely talented doctor, serves as my primary surgeon. He conducts a surgery on me that lasts for 18 hours straight just so he can wrench my life from Death's cold fingers.
But the first thing I do after I wake up is tell him, "Let's get divorced, Andrew."
His eyes become bloodshot immediately. "Tess, I just saved your life, and yet the first thing you want is a divorce? Is it because I've been too busy with my work at the hospital that it cuts down on the time I get to spend with you?"
I frown deeply. "It's precisely due to
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