He held a half-eaten bowl of soup, trying to feed me. I knocked it down. “I don’t want leftovers.”

Hearing this, he looked guilty. “Elizabeth, I’m sorry. Noelle saved me first and I saved her in return. It’s just a basic human duty. But I promise it won’t happen again.”

I scoffed. Her life mattered, but didn’t mine? I didn’t argue. I just threw the divorce papers at him. “Sign this.

He didn’t even look and just signed. I laughed—if he had checked, he’d have seen it was a divorce agreement.

After signing, Jackson said he wanted to make it up to me and take me to Valoria to relax. But as soon as we reached the airport, his phone rang; it was Noelle.

On the other end, she was crying uncontrollably, saying she was scared of being alone in the hospital.

Jackson hung up, avoiding my gaze. “Elizabeth, there’s an urgent project at the institute. I have to go back. Go ahead, I’ll meet you at the airport when I’m done.”

I waited all day, but Jackson never came. Noelle posted an update on her Instagram story. In the photo, her hand held a man’s and his wrist had the red string I had given him.

The caption said: [My beloved accepted my confession; eight years of love finally led to marriage.]

I liked the post. Jackson called, but I didn’t answer. It grew dark and a light rain started. I suddenly felt tired and wanted to return home. My mother opened the door, said nothing and just gave me a bowl of hot soup.

As I was nearly finished with the soup, she spoke, “Once a man’s heart changes, you can’t hold onto him.”

I paused, still holding the bowl.

“Like your father, he fell for Louise. No matter what I said or did, he left me for another woman without hesitation.”

I went silent, remembering a childhood conversation with Jackson. He hugged me tightly, tears falling. “Don’t worry, Elizabeth, I’ll never betray you.”

But now, he broke his promise and the tragedy repeated. My mother held my hand, determined. “If you want a divorce, I’ll support you. I’ll always be your strength.”

I couldn’t hold back; tears fell into the soup. There were still people who loved me unconditionally. But that night, my mother had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital.

The doctor said she was in critical condition and needed a “special drug” immediately, or she wouldn’t survive the night.

The “special drug” was made only by the research institute and only Jackson had it. I called him frantically, but no one answered.

I rushed to the research institute, to his office and found Jackson holding a weakened Samoyed.

Noelle sat beside it, her eyes red from crying. “Jackson, Snowball is dying! Please save it!”

Jackson froze at the sight of me. I grabbed his arm, trembling. “Jackson, my mother had a heart attack and is critically ill! Give me the ‘special drug’ quickly!”

Noelle, standing beside me, was nearly in tears. “Elizabeth, I’m so sorry… Snowball ate something bad and got acute myocarditis. The vet said only the ‘special drug’ can save him.”

“It’s been with me for five years; I can’t live without it.”

Jackson looked at the dying dog, then at me, struggling. I knelt, pleading at his feet for the first time. “Jackson, I beg you, that’s my mother; my only family for twenty years, the only person I have left!”

He shut his eyes and looked away in pain. His voice was barely audible: “Elizabeth, I’m sorry. But your mother’s illness can’t be cured. This medicine would only extend her suffering for a few days.”

He paused, struggling to speak. “I owe Noelle too much; she… can’t handle any more stress.”

He gave the life-saving medicine to the dog himself. I cried so much I fainted. When I woke, an urn was in front of me.

“Miss Adams, please accept my condolences.” The doctor’s eyes were full of grief. “Without a cure, we did everything we could…”

I shook my head, not crying. I just held the small urn and sat in the cemetery, staring blankly for three hours.

Then Noelle ran out with the Samoyed, looking upset. “Elizabeth, she’s gone. Don’t grieve.” She paused, then added, “How about letting Snowball eat your mother’s ashes?”

My mind went blank. “What did you just say?”

At that moment, Jackson appeared behind her and approached me. “Snowball just finished treatment and isn’t fully nourished yet. Elizabeth, go ahead; this will bring good karma for your mother. Isn’t she religious? She’d be happy knowing she saved a dog’s life.”

I couldn’t believe it. “You two monsters! That’s my mother! You can’t touch her!”

By then, the bodyguards had surrounded me. They scattered the ashes on the ground in front of me.

I watched helplessly as the Samoyed slowly ate my beloved. It licked its lips, wanting more and barked at me.

I struggled, my eyes blazing with fury. “You monsters! I’ll kill you all!”

Jackson said coldly, “Rude. Snowball just ate and needs silence. Make her stop.”

A loud slap hit. “Jackson, you have no heart!” I screamed, but he held Noelle tightly, not looking back.

I was dragged to the basement and beaten all night, covered in bruises. Meanwhile, Jackson and Noelle watched fireworks on a luxury cruise ship.

In despair, I risked my life. After fighting the guards several times, I escaped. While heading to the airport with my luggage, I called the director of Arcanum Sanctum Research Academy, “Director, I want to report Jackson of the Argelith branch for infidelity, domestic violence, misuse of classified drugs, collusion with the mafia and desecration of corpses. The evidence is on this USB drive. Please investigate and fire him immediately.”