Sorry My Sweet Wife の小説・ストーリー

“Jonathan Smith, she is my best friend first and your wife later. Don’t be presumptuous just because she loves you.” Mariana did not think anything was wrong with her statement. But Jonathan looked at her horrified and at his wife, whose shaking shoulders showed her merriment while she stayed quiet. “Say something!” He begged his wife. But unfortunately for him, she burst out laughing instead. Jonathan lay back on the bed, defeated. He stared at the ceiling, tuning out all of them. He was so lost in thought that he did not come to his senses until he felt a cooling sensation on his lips.

but his wife should not know about this. After a couple of breathing. "I'm sorry... Of course, we have a visitor..." He then turns away from his wife. "Sorry..." Ji-Ha whispered. She was in deep thought. "It's not about having a visitor..." But her husband didn't hear her. "I'm probably losing something"

I was able to raise my right hand, tubes strapped to my skin. “Where’s Grace?” I had asked. “Who?” “My wife.” The nurse’s expression dropped. “I’m so sorry… she didn’t make it.” The most damaging four words I’d ever heard. My dream opened the floodgates and memories pouring in, washing over me, drowning me.

The doctor looked at her with pity. “Your husband’s preliminary cause of death appears to be cardiac arrest. This type of condition is acute. If someone had been with him and called for help in time, he might have survived. Unfortunately, your husband wasn’t that lucky.” That meant, if only someone had been there to perform CPR at the time, I could have been saved. “What was I doing at the time? I was... He’s dead because of me.” I hovered in the air and watched her fall apart, but I felt nothing inside.

Like you said—I'm her husband. His face cracked, eyes glassy. "How can you be this cold? Nancy loves you! And you just write her off like she's dead? What if she's out there?" I glanced at the fresh hickeys on his neck. Smirked. "Even if she is, cheating trash isn't my problem anymore." I nodded for someone to move him out of the way and turned back to the mic. Just as I opened my mouth— A frail mess of a woman showed up in the doorway.

After seven years of being together, after building a life side by side, he now wanted to destroy it all… all because of her. “You can't be serious, Leo”. Every memory, every promise, every quiet moment they had shared felt like it was being ripped away, and the thought made her chest ache with a pain she could barely bear. Leo smirked, a cruel curve of his lips. “I am serious. I've always loved Ann, I never stopped, not even after she left. I never loved you and you know it. You were just a convenient mistake I made. I shouldn't have married you, I should have remained friends with you. But now I can’t continue with this anymore.

She crawled over and hugged my leg, crying, "Honey, I'm sorry! I misunderstood you! It was Ian who told me that you embezzled company funds! I was tricked too! "Honey, I'm begging you. Please trust me. Don't be fooled. How could I ever report you? Our only son is still waiting for the money for his surgery! Honey, let's go right now! We'll go and pay the hospital!" Mara tugged on my arm, trying to pull me away, as if she could wash herself of all the crimes she had committed. I sneered and shrugged her off. "That's right. Jayden's my only son, but to you, he's not your only child, right? You'd rather have him dead so you could save the money to spend on that bastard of a child in you!"

she said as sad as she can be. And it seemed like as if the cops had fallen for it. They all nodded. “ We are so sorry for disturbing you, I almost forgot what he must be going through, I mean I lost my wife to an accident last year even if we had been divorced for a while, I am still struggling to get through it,” Górge explained sorrowfully. “ Aww, I am so sorry for your loss,” Lucy sympathized with him. “ I am so sorry buddy,” his partner responded.

"Didn't you say you love me? How can you... How can you leave me then? You lied to me. How can you die? You lied to me, Denzel..." She looked at him with teary eyes. "Please come back to me, Denzel. I am so sorry for being so stupid, so annoying. Even though I know you love me, I kept... I kept pushing you away. I am so sorry, I am just the worst wife. I... I did not think of you, how much it might have hurt you. I should not have told you those harsh words yesterday. I am so sorry, so so sorry. Please get up,"

" I interrupted, my heart sinking with dread. The silence on the other end was deafening, leaving me desperate for answers. "Say it, fuck it! What happened to my wife?" I demanded, my voice cracking with fear. The woman finally spoke, her words heavy with sorrow: "I'm sorry, Mr. Grey. Your wife, we lost her while treating her injuries from the car accident." I pushed the brake hard and pulled over to the side of the road, my mind reeling with shock and disbelief. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to process the devastating news. I couldn't breathe, my heart pounding in my chest as the reality of the situation sank in. The world around me seemed to blur as I struggled to come to terms wit