After catching my wife in bed with another man, I remarried novel Chapter 44

I watched Clara pour out her heart, memories flooding back, my fists slowly clenching.

After Clara's father's death, Clara's controlling behavior escalated. To reassure her, I'd hand over my phone for inspection every day after work. My salary, as promised before our marriage, went straight to her.

I was always responsive, always accountable to her. I even worried she'd spiral into depression and despair over her father's passing, feeling insecure and lost.

Then, disaster struck. My younger sister, whose future had seemed so bright, was suddenly diagnosed with chronic kidney failure. Without hesitation, I offered to donate my kidney.

Clara vehemently opposed the idea, even threatening suicide. "If you dare to do it, I'll kill myself right then and there! Do you have any idea how inconvenient it is for a man to be missing a kidney? Your sister can start dialysis and get on the waiting list!"

Her coldness shocked me. It became clear she never saw my sister as family.

My sister was my only blood relative. I promised our parents I'd take care of her, and I was determined to save her. So, behind Clara's back, I went to the hospital for tissue typing. The results were devastating: we weren't a match.

When Clara found out, she stormed into the hospital and ripped into my frail sister. "You selfish brat! How dare you even consider asking him for a kidney? What if something happens to him? This family would be ruined!"

I couldn't even compete with the jerk who had dumped her years ago – the same jerk she was now fawning over.

A week later, James was discharged.

Clara still showed no signs of recognizing me. Then, she did something unimaginable: she personally drove James home.

Before, even if I was in a crucial meeting, if she snapped her fingers, I had to drop everything and be at her beck and call as her personal driver. Now, for this resurrected first love, she was bending over backwards.