When My Father Was Hospitalized, My Husband Refused to Help - 'We Split All Costs Now

Chapter 6

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Days dragged on, and finally Tommy was 3 years old and started preschool.

I finally got some relief, bought a new car, and everything seemed to be back on track.

But then my dad fell seriously ill.

When life is smooth sailing, you can't see the good and bad in people around you, whether they're human or beast. But once you encounter storms, the ugliness of human nature appears.

I never expected Lucas wouldn't help at all.

"My mom and I don't have time to take Tommy to preschool. We need to go to the hospital. You take him."

"It's not my month, remember? You figure it out. Next month is my turn."

I really wanted to curse. Even my colleagues were willing to switch shifts to help, but he completely ignored the situation.

Even if he were just a relative, just a friend, he would at least offer money or effort, or some words of comfort.

But he completely distanced himself, as if my dad were a stranger.

This time, I truly saw through him.

Since you're heartless, I'll be ruthless too.

What goes around comes around. Don't let it come back to me.