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My mother accidentally scraped a luxury car that was illegally parked. The arrogant owner retaliated mercilessly, beating my mother so severely that she lost her sight before that person sped away without a second thought.
My fiancé, Jacob Williams, rushed to the scene immediately. While preserving evidence and calling the police, he also took care of my mother, comforting her with gentle words.
Tears welled up in my eyes. Moved by his kindness, I accepted his proposal at my mother’s hospital bedside. For three years after our marriage, he treated me exceptionally well and showed the same kindness to my
mother.
Yet, the agony of blindness tormented my mother endlessly. The stress and sorrow took a toll on her health, leading to liver disease that eventually landed her in the ICU.
Jacob arranged for a trusted doctor and took great care of her.
But one night, I overheard him speaking in a hushed voice on the balcony.
“Five million for a full recovery? Forget it. Just pull the plug. That money was meant for the seaside villa l planned to gift Wendy.”
“I owe Wendy for not marrying her back then–this is my way of making it up to her.”
“Besides, Wendy didn’t mean to blind my mother–in–law. It was an accident, and she always felt guilty all these years. She can only be freed from that guilt once my mother–in–law is dead.”
“As for my wife… I’ve never been physically unfaithful, so I haven’t betrayed her. But my heart was never hers to begin with.”
Two minutes later, I received a text from the doctor.
[Your mother has just passed away. My condolences.]
Clutching my phone, I collapsed to my knees, sobbing silently.
I knew then–the only person in this world who truly loved me was gone.
I looked at Jacob, still standing on the balcony, engrossed in his phone call. My heart churned with
indescribable emotions.
He had once been my rock, my greatest love. But now, he was the blade that had pierced my heart.
The day my mother was attacked, he was in the middle of a board meeting. The moment he heard the news, Jacob abandoned the executives and ordered his driver to speed to the scene.
I had thought it was out of concern for my mother. Only now did I realize–he was worried about Wendy. No wonder the culprit was never found, despite committing the crime in broad daylight.
It was him. He had helped Wendy cover up the evidence. Wendy–his university classmate. His first love.
I had known about their past when we got engaged. But I didn’t care about his history–I only cared whether he
loved me.
His tenderness, his thoughtful gestures, his constant warmth–they had made me let my guard down. He made me believe I was worthy of being his wife. That he was mine, and no one could take him away.
So, I never interfered with his normal interactions with Wendy.
But I never realized–I had been living in a web of lies all along. My marriage was nothing but a pathetic joke.
Jacob walked in from the balcony, his face etched with sorrow.
He held me in his arms and whispered, “The doctor just called… Mother–in–law has passed away.”
I nodded slightly and gently pushed him away.
‘Jacob, don’t touch me anymore. Your embrace only chills me to the bone.‘
For His First Love, My Husband Killed My Mother
He looked at me, eyes filled with concern. “Juli, are you okay? Don’t worry. Even if your mother is gone, you still
have me.”
I stared at him blankly, speechless.
If I had heard these words before, I would have been overwhelmed with emotion, clinging to him with tears in my
eyes.
But now…
All I could do was admire his acting skills.
His words echoed in my mind, “As for my wife, my heart was never hers to begin with.”
I
So, the man I had loved so deeply had never loved me back.
The perfect marriage I had once proudly flaunted–was nothing but my own delusion.
How ironic.
Without saying a word, I stood up and locked myself in my room.
