Daughter’s illness urgently needed money for treatment, but my wife held onto all my money and lavishly spent it on her wealthy new lover. I begged her to visit our daughter, but she threatened me to quit my executive position and become a servant for her new lover. Helplessly, I agreed, yet my wife went back on her word. “I’m her mom, not a doctor. Visiting her won’t cure her,” she said. Later, our daughter passed away despite rescue efforts, calling for her mom until the end. At that moment, my wife was celebrating her marriage registration with her new lover. When I confronted her, she dismissed me with a light remark, “Stop using this to manipulate me.” She didn’t know yet that the man she painstakingly wanted to marry was a conman. I suppressed my hatred and called my boss at the police department. “All the evidence has been collected. We can proceed with the arrest.” I was in the villa making dinner for Adeline and her boyfriend when the hospital called about my daughter. Hearing the doctor questioning why I hadn’t answered earlier, I feebly replied, “I didn’t hear it.” The doctor informed me my daughter had just been through a rescue, but fortunately, she was saved in the end. I felt slightly relieved. After hanging up, I checked my contacts and found that the hospital had indeed called several times before. “Why didn’t you pick up?” I stood in front of Adeline, fists clenched, unable to hide my anger. I had been cooking in the kitchen, leaving my phone with her, having instructed her to answer any calls. Adeline put down her crossed legs, scoffing. “Jude, get it straight. We’re divorced. I have no obligation to answer your calls.” “Right.” I took off my apron and walked toward the door. “Then I have no obligation to stay here and take your orders.” As I reached the door, Adeline spoke leisurely, “The door’s right there. Leave if you want. But I’m afraid I won’t have time to visit our daughter.” Remembering why I came here, I paused. Adeline had promised to visit our daughter at the hospital once I finished cooking. I held back my temper and asked, “Can we leave now?” “What’s the rush?” Adeline admired her newly done nails, not taking my words seriously. “Nash hasn’t come back to eat yet.” Just then, Nash entered with his daughter. Adeline quickly greeted him, took his coat, and led him to the dining table with a smile. “Dinner’s ready, come eat.” As Nash sat down, he glanced at me with a mocking smile. “So what if you graduated from a top university? You’re still just a servant here.” Adeline laughed, agreeing, “Exactly, how can he compare to you? He’s just a useless person.” Nash chuckled, pretending to be displeased, “Isn’t that harsh on your ex-husband?” Adeline snorted, “What’s the harm? It’s the truth.” Watching their disgusting faces, I wanted to leave, but thinking of my daughter waiting for her mom in the hospital, I gritted my teeth and endured. Just then, Nash’s daughter, Cora, kicked Adeline’s chair. “Hey, Adeline, do homework with me after dinner.” Adeline looked a bit troubled. I quickly said, “Adeline, you promised me. Lydia is still waiting for you.” Cora pouted, “Do you have something?” “No, no,” Adeline hastily replied. “Auntie has time. I’ll do homework with you after dinner, not going anywhere.” Before I could question her, Adeline pulled me outside. “You go by yourself. You saw I have no time, and it’s not a serious illness anyway.” I was furious, dragging her out. Adeline shook off my arm. “Jude, don’t think I don’t know your intention. You’re just using our daughter as an excuse to tie me down.” Adeline took out a wad of cash from her bag and threw it at my face. “Is this enough? Take the money and get lost. Don’t embarrass yourself in front of me.” Adeline turned back inside. I stood there for a long time, squatted down, and picked up the money one by one. As I picked up the last bill, Nash came out, stepped on my hand, and patted my face. “So pitiful, and you’re a high achiever?” “Yes, Mr. Nash, can you spare some help?” Seeing my calm response, Nash lost interest and turned back inside. I was penniless. Pride couldn’t compare to my daughter’s life. Back at the hospital, my daughter, seeing it was just me, lowered her eyes in disappointment but sensibly didn’t ask anything. My heart felt like it was gripped tight, suffocating. Hearing from her attending physician that there was a new treatment for her condition, but it required a million, guilt filled my heart again. I had entrusted all our money to Adeline, and when our daughter got sick, I had quit my job. What used to be easily accessible money was now hard to gather even a fraction of. I was about to call Adeline when I looked up and saw her approaching. Just as I thought she might still love our daughter, a loud slap landed on my face.
Adeline’s eyes were like daggers, wanting to kill me. She asked, “Did you ask Nash for money?” To chase after Nash, Adeline had portrayed herself as wealthy, lavishly spending my hard-earned money on high-end gifts for him. That was our daughter’s emergency fund. “So what if I did?” “Our daughter needs a million now, Adeline. You took at least five million from me. I’m not asking for much, just give me some back.” I saw the gifts Adeline gave Nash today were worth over a million. Adeline sneered, poking my chest, “I’ve never seen a man ask a woman for money, using a sick daughter as an excuse.” “Does our daughter know you curse her like this?” Apparently, she didn’t believe me. I pulled Adeline toward the hospital room, “Come see our daughter with me now.” “I’m not going!” Adeline struggled violently. Seeing the strange looks from people around, I released her. Unexpectedly, as soon as I let go, Adeline ran off. Back in the room, my daughter’s eyes sparkled, “Daddy, did Mommy come? I thought I heard her voice.” Tears welled up, and I turned away, not letting her see me cry. I lied, “She came, but she’s too busy with work and had to leave.” I took out a teddy bear I had bought earlier, saying it was a gift from Adeline. Seeing her smile, I let out a sigh of relief. Now I had to deal with the medical expenses. I instinctively touched my wrist, only to find my watch missing. Cold sweat trickled down my brow. It was the only memento left by my father before he passed, worth a million. I had decided to sell it to save my daughter. I forced myself to stay calm, thinking where I could have lost it. I had it when I came to the hospital. After checking the surveillance, I found that Adeline had taken it when I wasn’t looking. When I found her, Adeline had already sold the watch. “Jude, why are you so stingy? Think of it as a loan. When I marry Nash, I’ll have all the money I want. I can pay you back.” Adeline noticed my gaze on her suit and shamelessly asked, “Does it look good?” Not hearing my answer, she stepped back, holding the suit protectively. “It’s custom-made, not worth much if sold. Don’t get any ideas. I’m giving it to Nash.” Hatred surged. I wanted to drag her down with me. But for my daughter’s sake, I couldn’t. I said nothing, turned, and left. Rain poured like a waterfall. Walking through the rain, tears mixed with raindrops. Desperate, I dialed the number I knew by heart.
“Boss, can you lend me some money?” The deputy director at the police department replied without hesitation, “Yes, the organization knows your situation and will help.” After thanking him, I hung up. Adeline only knew my public identity as a company executive, but in reality, I was an undercover agent. I had been gathering evidence on Nash’s crimes. Nash, an uneducated man, loved seeing high achievers tormented. He didn’t know it gave me a chance to get close to him. Adeline thought I was stopping her from pursuing happiness, unaware she was after a wolf. Back at the hospital, the attending physician informed me that my daughter’s account had received a million, enabling the new treatment. I smiled. Returning to the room to accompany my daughter, I found her crying. I hurried over to ask what was wrong. With a choked voice, she said her teacher and classmates visited today. “Classmate Cora said Mommy doesn’t want me anymore, and she wants to be her mom now.” I held my daughter’s small hand in mine, overwhelmed with heartache. “Mommy loves you. I’ll go find her to come see you. Wait for Daddy.” I rushed out, blaming myself for being too busy with work and neglecting my daughter. Adeline used to be a good mom, which is why our daughter relied on her so much. No matter what, I had to bring Adeline to see her. At Nash’s place, Adeline was kneeling, washing Nash’s feet, with his foot on her back. Adeline still wore a smile. My heart ached; she had never done this for me. Seeing me, Nash whistled. “Mommy loves you. I’ll go find her for you right away. Hang in there, sweetheart.” I rushed out in a hurry. It’s my fault for being so busy with work before and neglecting my daughter. Adeline was always a wonderful mother; that’s why our daughter depended on her so much. I had to bring Adeline to see our daughter, no matter what. When I got to Nash’s place, Adeline was kneeling, washing Nash’s feet. Nash’s foot rested on Adeline’s back. Adeline still wore a smile. My heart ached once more. Adeline never treated me this way. Seeing me enter, Nash whistled. “Going to see that little one still hanging on? Still not gone?” Impulse surged through me. I couldn’t hold back and swung my fist at Nash’s face. When the foot bath water splashed on my face, a slap followed. Adeline, holding the empty bucket, glared at me: “Jude, who gave you the nerve to treat Nash like this?” I wiped my face and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, applause erupted behind Adeline. I took a closer look and was momentarily stunned. The girl applauding was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. She flashed a charming smile and said to Adeline: “Sister Lin, you’re really something.” Calling a woman “fierce” isn’t considered a compliment. Adeline’s face turned extremely unpleasant. I seemed to recognize who this girl was. A few days ago, Adeline complained to me that Nash seemed to have taken a liking to a younger, prettier girl. So she was trying her best to impress Nash. Nash’s face darkened upon hearing this and pointed at Adeline and me: “You’re making such a mess every day. Today, I don’t want to see you. Leave, both of you.” Nash ordered people to throw Adeline and me out. Adeline banged on the door, but no one opened it for her. When she raised her hand to teach me a lesson, I grabbed her wrist. “Two choices: come with me to the hospital to see Nian Nian, or I won’t hesitate to show Nash your pre-surgery photos.” “You’re threatening me!” Adeline stomped her foot in anger. But it didn’t take long for her to choose to come with me to the hospital to see our daughter. With that girl around, she didn’t dare let me show Nash her old photos. Before surgery, Adeline wasn’t just ordinary; she was downright unattractive. When we arrived at the hospital, our daughter’s eyes lit up seeing Adeline. Adeline pushed me out, saying she wanted to have a private conversation with our daughter. I stood on the hospital rooftop for half an hour. Thinking Adeline’s patience was probably wearing thin, I went back to the daughter’s room, only to see her being resuscitated. My head buzzed. I couldn’t understand how she could be fine just now and suddenly need resuscitation. The doctor came to me and said something. I didn’t catch it clearly, only vaguely heard words like “mental preparation” and “doing our best.” I knelt on the ground, pleading with the heavens not to take my daughter away. I don’t know how long passed, but my legs went numb from kneeling. A doctor came over, patted my shoulder, and told me: “We’ve done our best.” “There’s still some time, talk to your daughter.” I stumbled to my feet and went to my daughter’s side. She wasn’t as happy to see me as before, mumbling “Mommy, Mommy…” I trembled as I called Adeline, but no one answered. My daughter closed her eyes. Tears trickled down from the corners of her eyes. The monitor sounded an alarm, and I stared blankly at everything. Then the door to the room opened. Adeline walked in, her laughter clear and bright, “Jude, take a look at my marriage certificate with Nash. Since you used our daughter’s death to trick me, it’s only fair to make you give up…” I turned around, stepping aside. Adeline stopped mid-sentence when she saw our daughter lying quietly on the bed. 5 “Lydia, Lydia, why are you lying in bed without saying anything?” “Mom’s here. You always wanted to see her the most. Get up and talk to her.” Adeline approached her daughter slowly.
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