At the class reunion, everyone insisted on playing Truth or Dare.

My husband's ex provocatively asked him, "Who is more important to you, me or your wife?"

My husband whispered, "You are more important."

Everyone was shocked, and I was totally embarrassed!

Everyone looked at me with sympathy, thinking that I would lose my temper, but I remained unusually calm.

When it was my husband's turn to ask a question, he asked me seriously, "What is the one thing you most want to say to me?"

I said, "Let's get a divorce!"

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At 10 o'clock at night, both my husband Brady Phillips and I received a phone call.

My mom suddenly felt a severe pain in her body and asked me and Brady to hurry and take her to the hospital.

...

Brady's ex-girlfriend Alyssa divorced, and she cried her eyes out on the phone.

Regardless of the heavy rain, Brady immediately went to comfort her late at night.

Watching him hurriedly changing clothes, I quickly explained to him, "Brady, my mom said she has severe chest pain and asked you to take her to the hospital."

"You can drive. It's just a small matter. You can go by yourself."

Brady waved his hand, quickly changed clothes, and immediately went out to comfort his ex.

Watching him leave without hesitation, I just felt very bitter.

...

My mom suddenly fell ill.

At the same time, Alyssa was getting divorced.

Which one was more important?

At this moment, I suddenly had a feeling that perhaps in his heart, I, who was married to him for three years, and this family, were far less important than his ex-girlfriend!

My father passed away early, and my mother worked hard to raise me. She was my only family in this world.

I took my mom to the hospital.

She had a checkup.

And I signed a lot of documents.

My mother was taken into the operating room.

The wait was particularly agonizing and anxious.

I had wayward thoughts alone.

But I couldn't find anyone to comfort my soul.

Especially when I thought my mother was in the operating room while Brady was comforting his ex-girlfriend, I was in heart-wrenching pain.

I was scared, lonely, and helpless.

Various emotions crashed over me.

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

But fortunately, it was a benign tumor, and the surgery was very successful.

I was waiting until dawn.

Looking at my mother sleeping peacefully, I felt much more relaxed.

...

My phone rang.

I checked it.

It was a message from Brady. [How is your mom? Is she okay?]

I saw this message.

And I turned off my phone.

At this moment, I suddenly felt relieved.

If it were before, I would have replied to his message immediately even if I was busy with work.

But I waited outside the operating room last night.

Now I no longer felt that way.

Even if I saw his message and then turned off my phone, I wouldn't have any psychological burden.

In the evening, I went out to get water with a kettle. In the corridor, I saw Brady.

"Your mom's condition was so serious last night that she had surgery. Why didn't you tell me?"

As soon as he saw me, he yelled at me reproachfully instead of reflecting on himself.

"If I tell you, do you care?"

"You only care about your ex-girlfriend!"

I smashed the kettle hard on the ground.

I had never been so angry before and argued with him in the hospital corridor.

No matter what happened before, I would always obey him and feel grateful to him.

Even if it was his fault, I would still apologize to him after throwing a tantrum.

But this time, I couldn't control my emotions.

Many people came out to watch Brady and me fight.

I was not afraid of being laughed at by them, so I didn't give in to Brady.

"If you had told me that your mom needed surgery, I would definitely have come back!"

After Brady said this, he left angrily.

I didn't stop him.

I didn't even have the thought of catching up and persuading him.