When Love Runs Out
When my wife, also the president of a company, learned that I had voluntarily donated part of my brainstem tissue to awaken her long-cherished love, who had been lying in a coma, she finally left the abbey where she had been praying for his recovery for the first time in seven years. She came to the company and asked what compensation I wanted.
Everyone assumed I would seize the chance to ask her for a child to secure our marriage.
Instead, I handed her a divorce agreement.
For a moment, the entire office thought I was simply playing hard to get.
My wife’s expression turned icy. She stripped me of every position I held, then immediately promoted her beloved man and raised his salary, te
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