The Husband She Tried to Cash Out
Drenched in mud, I've just climbed down the scaffolding and started munching on a cold piece of stale bread when a luxury car speeds past me, effectively drenching me in muddy water.
The car window on the driver's side is quickly lowered. A sleazy guy hurls a pack of cigarettes in my face the next moment.
"Hey, peasant! This is a reward for you! I got really lucky today, after all!"
While I pick up the cigarette pack silently, the man happens to be boasting loudly to the woman sitting in the front passenger seat.
"My brother-in-law really is an idiot! He seriously thinks that my sister has a terminal disease! He went to the black market last night night just to sell his blood in exchange for 200 thousand dollars' worth of surgical fees! I end up winning double in the casino with that money of his!
"My sister told me that once that idiot gets his hands on the work injury compensation, she'll divorce him right away and buy me a new home!"
I grip the bread so hard that it crumples in my hand. After all, my wife, Estella Wilson, was just diagnosed with "late-stage stomach cancer" yesterday.
Suddenly, I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. It's a voice message from Estella.
"Hubby, it hurts so much going through the chemotherapy! The doctor told me that I'd be eligible for better medication if we could cough up another 200 thousand dollars. Can you please plead to the foreman and borrow some money from him?"