Lori's words drew a bitter, hollow laugh from me. I never knew she thought of me this way.

A nurse ran over anxiously to Lori with my identification card in her hand.

She was out of breath when she stopped in front of Lori. "Dr. Levaine, your husband, Chad Lowry, he's…"

"Does he want me to see him?" Lori's expression turned cold. "All he did was throw up some blood. That won't kill him. He should stop playing the pity card to get my attention. Tell him that I agree to the divorce and to stop harassing me from now on."

She was done after that.

Lori did not give the nurse another chance to speak. She turned and left quickly.

I was reminded of when I had a fever. It was so bad that I was in a dazed and confused state of mind. I felt so horrible that I had begged Lori to stay by my side.

When my head finally cleared, she slapped me and said with clenched teeth, "It's Bryce's birthday today. I promised to spend it with him, but I had to break my promise because of your fever. You did this on purpose, Chad Lowry!"

It was right after that time that Lori started to hate me even more.

This time, she still felt that I was pretending to be sick to gain her sympathy. She no longer believed me like she used to.

My spirit followed Lori as she left the hospital's corridor.

When she left the corridor, she suddenly stopped.

Lori took out her phone to type out a message for me. She edited it over and over until it was left with only one sentence, "Let's get a divorce."

She then pressed 'Send'.

Lori had no idea that I was dead. I could no longer respond to her.

However, what happened next was shocking. After she sent out the message, 'I' responded to her text message. "You're in a hurry to divorce me because of Bryce Fallon, aren't you? Fine. I agree to the divorce. You two adulterers have my blessings for a happy life…"

Lori was so mad at the reply that she smashed her phone on the ground.

She said viciously, "You'd better make sure you go through the divorce. Don't you come crying to me saying that you regret it!"

My spirit hovered in the air. I found this strange. I was supposed to be dead. How did I respond to Lori's message?

Whoever wrote that message made sure to imitate my tone. Even the way I used punctuation marks had been properly imitated.

Before I could think further, I saw Lori pick her phone off the ground. She then turned to leave.

A week later.

Bryce was discharged from the hospital.

Lori took Bryce to our home.

Bryce was in a wheelchair when he asked tentatively, "Won't Chad be mad about you bringing me here?"

Lori replied, "He has no right to decide who I bring home. Besides, Chad has agreed to the divorce."

Bryce was astonished. "Chad loves you so much. I can't believe he agreed to the divorce. Did he tell you that himself?"

Lori affirmed it.

My spirit hovered in the air. I wanted to shout out loud and tell her that I was dead… That the message agreeing to the divorce was not mine. However, she could not hear me, no matter how hard I screamed or shouted.

Lori did not want to talk about me. She changed the topic. "Stay where you are. I'll get you some water."

She went off to pour a glass of water. When she came back, she saw Bryce trying to stand up from the wheelchair.

He had not fully recovered. The moment he tried to stand up, his knees went weak, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Lori quickly flung the glass of water away to stop Bryce from falling.

They ended up falling heavily to the floor.

Bryce was on top of Lori in an extremely intimate position.

He looked deeply into Lori's eyes. "When Chad was by your side, I could never find the courage to tell you this. Now that you're finally getting a divorce, I can stop holding back. Lori, I love you. Let's get back together."

Lori was deeply touched by Bryce's words.

She nodded demurely as she broke out in happy tears.

Bryce kissed Lori on the lips.

Lori kissed him back passionately.

When I saw what was happening between them, I felt nauseated. It was disgusting.

Lori had always been cold to me throughout our years of marriage.

She refused to even let me touch her, much less have a physical relationship.

I respected her wishes and never forced anything on her.

However, the woman whom I cherished so much that I did not even dare lay a finger on was now under another man. She was responding to the man's seduction with a level of passion that I had never seen before.

I wanted to throw up.

Leaving this place was the only thing on my mind.

However, there was some sort of restriction placed on me that forced me to watch this live porn scene.

Their moans pierced my eardrums. They had ended up in bed somehow and were in a passionate embrace right in front of my wedding photo with Lori.

I tried hard to cover my ears.

It lasted for an hour before they were finally done.

I watched them coldly as they finished each other off in bed.

Lori then got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

After she was done showering, she wanted to change into some clean pajamas, but when she opened the cupboard, she could not even find a clean piece of clothing.

I used to be the one doing all the housework. I did the laundry and cooked our meals.

Lori did not need to worry about anything as I took care of her like a princess.

Now that I had been dead for almost a week, our clean house was an absolute mess.

Lori picked up the clothes scattered all over the floor unhappily and flung them all into the washing machine.

She wanted to wash them, but soon realized she had no idea how to operate the washing machine.

The kettle was empty, and there was no hot water in it.

When she opened the fridge, there was a whiff of rotting vegetables coming from it.

Lori frowned when she saw the mess in front of her.

She took out her phone to call me, but realized that she had smashed it and had not bought a new one.

Lori sneered. "Do you think I won't be able to leave you just because you did all of this for me, Chad? What a joke!"

She had no choice. She was hungry, so she decided to order delivery.

…

Lori bought herself a new phone the next day.

The moment she logged into her phone, she received many unread messages.

A few of them were from my friend.

My friend asked her, "Have you any idea where Chad is? It's been a week since I asked him out for a meal. We agreed to meet, but he didn't show up."

Lori frowned. She did not reply, but checked my social media accounts instead.

I loved sharing about my life, but it had been a week since I shared anything on social media.

Lori's brows furrowed deeper. She thought about this and decided to send me another message.

"Aren't we getting a divorce, Chad Lowry? Let's file for the divorce in the next few days."

The other 'me' replied very quickly, "Hoho. You really can't wait to be with Bryce Fallon, can you? I’ll agree to the divorce, but you have to compensate me for years of emotional trauma…"

"We've been married for years, yet you refuse to let me touch you. Now, you cheated on me with Bryce. I think I deserve at least three million in compensation..."

Lori read the message from 'me' on the other side of the phone. Her chest heaved with anger.

"I was so wrong about you, Chad Lowry!" Lori replied viciously. She immediately transferred five hundred thousand to 'me'.

"That's all I have. Take it or leave it! We'll get our divorce three days from now!"

Lori blocked my number after that.

She was so mad that she cursed me after blocking my number. "You should just drop dead, Chad Lowry!"

Just as Lori wished, I was really dead.

If Lori had just paid a little more attention to me, she would have realized I was dead, but she did not care if I was dead or alive. All she cared about was Bryce.

Lori was always busy with work. She took three months off to take care of Bryce.

Three months later, Lori returned to work.

She was attending a monthly meeting at the hospital when her superior mentioned the accident on the bridge last month.

According to him, there was one casualty and 17 seriously wounded.

The nurse who approached Lori with my identification card the last time was seated next to Lori. She tugged Lori's sleeve. "Dr. Levaine, do you know who was the only casualty in that accident?"

She shook her head.

"It was actually…"