Claire's voice was so sweet that I had never heard it before.

"Of course it's you, baby. You don't know how disgusting it was to face Enzo.

"If you hadn't gone abroad, how could I have married such a person?

"Every time I sleep in the same bed with him, I feel sick."

The panting in the phone grew louder and louder. I closed my eyes tightly.

Am I so disgusting? I thought that I could have a place in your heart after seven years of marriage.

I didn't remember how I got through the night.

I moved my numb feet.

Claire, how dare you?

We once had a very happy time when we had just gotten married.

We celebrated all the anniversaries. We prepared gifts to surprise each other.

Every time she leaned gently in my arms, I felt as if I had the whole world.

When I was sick, she was so anxious that she couldn't eat and then she took care of me all night.

She burned her hand when cooking for me but she didn’t admit it. "It isn’t because of you. I am just careless."

I gently stroked her hair,"Thank you. I love you."

But now, I don't know what went wrong.

She didn't love me anymore.

I came out of the hospital and was considering what the doctor had just told me.

My illness progressed so fast that it was too late for him to control it.

I only had three months left.

I stuffed the examination reports into my bag.

It was time to pick up Alice.

"Daddy, will Mommy come back today?"

I held Alice’s hand and opened the door. "I don't know. She has been very busy recently."

As soon as the door was opened, Alice ran into the living room. "Mommy!"

Claire was back.

I stood by the door and looked at her. She still looked very young.

She stood in front of me and I felt as if I had seen the girl in high school again.

I knew that I would never blame her for whatever she did.

"I am taking Alice to my parents’ house tomorrow. You pack up."

"Okay."

After that, Claire went back to the bedroom with Alice. I stood in the living room and looked at them.

I won't divorce her. I would die soon.

At least Alice would remember that her father loved her very much.

I came to the bedroom and watched Claire packing up.

I asked, "Where are you going?"

She seemed to be frightened by me and she frowned, "How did you walk without sound?"

She said, "I'm too busy. I'm going to stay near the office for a few days. You stay at home and take care of Alice."

Hearing her words, I silently clenched my fists and stared at her.

"Are you really that much busy?"

"Or what? Where do you think I'm going?"

I had an impulse to tell her that I was about to die.

Will she stay with me for the rest of my life?

Will she regret being so indifferent to me before?

"I'm dying, Claire."

As if she had heard something strange, she stopped packing up.

She looked at me impatiently and said, "Then die. Why do you tell me?"

Looking at her disgusted expression, I asked with a wry smile, "Why did you marry me back then?"

"I'm begging you. Stay at home with me, at least before I die."

As soon as I said that, I felt that I had thrown my self-esteem under my feet and trampled on it.

But I couldn’t help myself. I loved her.

I had loved Claire for many years.

Just as she was about to say something, her phone suddenly rang.

She looked at me nervously and left the room with her phone.

"Alas."

Enzo Woods, you're so worthless.

Claire left. I stood on the balcony and watched her getting into a car.

I could no longer suppress the blood in my throat.

I coughed again and again.

Another message popped up.

"Enzo, you must come to the class reunion in a few days."

"Yes, we haven't seen you for several years. You're not allowed escape this year."

It was a chat group of our class. It was difficult for us to get together after so many years of graduation.

"Okay, I'll be there."

I had resigned from my job. I wanted to spend my last days with my daughter.

I wanted her to know that her father loved her very much.

On the day of the class reunion, I sent Alice to her grandparents’ house first.

Claire's parents had retired. They liked Alice very much.

I took out my suit from the wardrobe and looked at the person in the mirror carefully.

I was getting thinner and thinner, and my cheeks were sunken.

My whole face was pale, like a dead person’s face.

Before I could enter the private room, I heard the chat inside.

The classmates hadn't seen each other for a long time, but they didn't seem to be strangers at all.

[Hey, Enzo! Enzo comes!]

Seeing me come in, everyone became excited in an instant.

I walked over and sat on the sofa. Everyone surrounded me and started asking questions.

"Enzo, everyone was envious of you when we graduated. You married Claire!"

"That's right. I saw it on your Instagram. You two even have a daughter? You're so lucky!"

"Of course. Back then, everyone was talking about how lucky you were to marry our muse!"

"No. If you had Enzo's appearance, you can also marry a muse."

Everyone surrounded me and began to speak one after another.

"Why are you here alone? Where's Claire?"

I stopped smiling and I lowered my head slightly. "She's a little busy, so she won’t come. She's working overtime in the office."

Actually, I sent Claire a WhatsApp message and asked her if she would come with me.

She replied after a long time that she was busy and would not come.

Everyone was talking about their jobs and lives after graduation.

They talked about their future plans, what to do and where to go.

With mixed feelings, I picked up my glass and took a sip.

"Enzo, what are you going to do next? You already have a family. What’s your plan?"

What am I going to do?

Just as I was about to say something, the door was opened.

Everyone fell silent when they saw who it was. They looked at me and then at the person who had come.

"Oh, sorry, I'm late. I'll pay the bill today!"

It was Martin. Claire stood next to him.

Claire's appearance was like a loud slap on my face.

Not only did she come, but she also came with another man.