Her Betrayal, My Cancer, Our End
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company, Innovatech, went public. My arm was around my wife, Sarah, smiling for the cameras. Mill
tic smell filled Dr. Chen' s ste
han," he said softly. "Stag
e best day of my life. And now th
lights blurring. I needed to tell
pty house. Not smiling. Dressed in a sharp busin
acking, "I just came from the d
w." Her voice was cold, co
u k
appointment with you. I figured it was serious." She slid a thick
en back at her face. "Divorce
awyer has already transferred the liquid assets. The I
y? I'm sick, Sa
a waste of money. Money that is now mine. You should just take whate
e door closed, a soft, final click. I was alone. The divorce papers sat on the
on her face, everything changed. She dropped her lucrative career for me. As I looke
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