The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 26

"You… you really mean that?" Sophia was stunned, clearly not expecting Abigail to be so indifferent, even after she'd laid everything out.

Abigail sneered, shaking her head. "Samuel, stop pretending. I'll never forget what you did to me back then. I'm not divorcing you, and you can forget about lying to get my sympathy. For the rest of your life, you'll be nothing more than my slave."

With that, she flung her arm dismissively and stormed out of the hospital room without looking back.

Sophia quietly picked up the thermos and walked over to me.

She opened the small tray on my bed, but the contents inside the thermos had all mixed after her fall.

"Sorry, Samuel. I'll go buy you a new meal," Sophia said, embarrassed, as she moved to close the container and stood up.

But I gently grabbed her arm and shook my head, smiling. "It's fine. It all ends up mixed in the stomach anyway. Besides, your cooking is so good, I can hardly stand the taste of takeout anymore."

Sophia's cheeks turned pink, and she decided to stay.

She poured me a cup of hot water and placed it on the table.

Glancing toward the door, she sighed. "Abigail wasn't like this a few years ago. Now, she feels like a stranger. I don't even recognize her anymore. And Samuel, with how sick you are… how can she say those things to you?"

Sophia's nose tingled as her eyes grew misty, her voice catching with emotion.

She was right. I was very sick.

My body was thin, my cheeks hollow, and my eyes sunken. I looked like someone who could pass out at any moment and never wake up again.

But Abigail… Even after seeing how weak I was with her own eyes, she still didn't believe me. She thought I was lying to manipulate her.