Chapter 1

Jack's dog was sick, and his wife abandoned their seriously ill son to go take care of it.

I called her over and over again, but all I heard was my wife's angry scolding:

"Did our son die or did you die? Why are you calling? Buddy is very sick, I can't leave him."

"I can't be as heartless as you. Buddy is dying, how can I not care?"

After saying that, she hung up and turned off her phone.

The night our son passed away, I received a video from Adam.

I was finally devastated and prepared our son's funeral alone.

But on the day of Tommy's burial, my wife insisted on fighting for the burial plot I had bought for our son, in order to bury Adam's dog.

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Our son had leukemia. I took care of him day and night, nurturing him meticulously, but we still couldn't overcome the illness. On a warm spring day, our son passed away.

Before he died, he held my hand tightly and cried:

"Dad, I want to go to the amusement park. I want to see fireworks. I don't want to be alone."

After our son's death, I arranged the funeral by myself. I found a burial plot for him near an amusement park and circus.

Today is the day of our son's burial. I held his ashes numbly.

Olivia's parents also rushed over.

Her father, despite his age, was crying uncontrollably.

"My poor Tommy! How could you leave us at such a young age..."

"Grandpa didn't even get to see you grow up!"

He looked at our son's photo with deep sorrow, sighing repeatedly.

Everyone was dressed in black mourning clothes, looking solemn. Only Olivia's mother had her eyebrows drawn and was wearing colorful clothes, without a trace of sadness in her eyes.

Olivia's mother had always looked down on me, and by extension, our son. She never visited him in the hospital.

She despised my poor background and always thought I wasn't good enough for her well-educated, beautiful daughter.

It was Olivia's father who agreed to our marriage, seeing that I was hardworking and kind-hearted.

Olivia's mother looked around, not seeing the person she wanted to see, and then walked straight up to me, displeased:

"Where's Olivia?"

"I've been here for a while, why haven't I seen her?"

During the days when our son was seriously ill, Olivia had abandoned him to go find her ex-boyfriend.

The reason was that their previously shared dog was seriously ill, and Olivia insisted on going to accompany it in its final moments.

Adam even arrogantly posted on social media.

He shared a photo of the three of them - him, Olivia, and the dog - with the caption:

"From the beginning until now, mom and dad have been by your side the whole time."

Just yesterday, I even received a video from my wife's ex-boyfriend.

I watched expressionlessly as the two of them were intimately entangled.

I thought I would be angry, but I wasn't. Our son was gone, and I no longer wanted to deal with these rights and wrongs. I just wanted to quietly divorce Olivia after our son's funeral was over.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Olivia's mother pushed me again.

"I'm asking you a question! Where exactly did Olivia go?"

My mother thought I was overcome with grief, so she reluctantly answered for me:

"Your precious daughter has gone who knows where. Her son is gone but his mother is nowhere to be seen. Even the funeral was arranged entirely by Jack."

I hadn't told my parents about Olivia's affair. If they knew the truth, they would surely cause a huge scene.

Olivia's mother was very displeased seeing my mother's sarcastic tone.

"Watch how you speak! What do you mean 'gone who knows where'? You raised such a good son, who doesn't even know where his wife went."

My mother, seeing Olivia's mother's arrogant attitude, didn't hold back either and pulled me to ask:

"Jack, everyone's here today. Call Olivia and ask her what exactly she's doing?"

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