Emma looked at the food I had already touched, her face full of hesitation. It was obvious she was truly disgusted with me.

Without a word, I saved some for my lunch tomorrow and dumped the rest into the trash can.

Emma looked as if she had seen a ghost and immediately grabbed my wrist.

"Are you crazy? I haven't eaten yet, and you're throwing it away?"

Emma quickly packed the dishes Kellen liked into the thermos box, even carefully arranging them.

As for herself, she just made do with some soup and managed to put together a meal.

The look she gave me was full of resentment.

But I pretended not to notice.

If she wanted to sacrifice herself for Kellen, it was none of my business.

I used the excuse of going for a walk and left the house.

Sure enough, I hadn't been downstairs long before Emma hurried out with the lunchbox in hand.

I hailed a taxi and had the driver take me straight to the orthopedic hospital.

I knew the way too well, and when I reached Kellen's ward, even though I had mentally prepared myself, the scene in the room still stung.

Emma was tenderly feeding Kellen in small bites, her expression soft as if she were handling a rare treasure.

"Ah, open your mouth. You need to eat more; it's all your favorite food."

"I specifically asked Bernard to make it. Do you like it?"

As soon as Kellen heard Emma mention me, he immediately pouted and refused to eat any more.

"Emma, you're constantly talking about Bernard. Have you fallen for him? What about me? I'm all alone..."

Emma immediately raised her hand to clear up any misunderstanding.

"I swear, there's nothing between us. We're absolutely innocent, no romantic feelings at all."

Just then, a loud thunderclap roared outside.

Emma's face was full of panic.

"I'm not lying to you! If I am, may I never die a good death!"

As she spoke, she pressed her entire body against Kellen.

Kellen buried his head in her ample chest for a while and lost interest in continuing to eat.

The two of them were soon entangled in a passionate kiss, oblivious to the world around them.

The netizens weren't wrong—when the shower alternated between hot and cold, it only meant someone else was also using the water.

My fists clenched and relaxed repeatedly, struggling with whether to push open the door.

"Young man, are you envious?"

"Let me tell you, I've never seen such a loving young couple. This girl is not only beautiful in appearance but also in heart!"

"Oh? Why don't you tell me more?"

One of Kellen's ward mates, probably lonely from being in the hospital, pulled me aside to the corridor and started sharing his thoughts while munching on sunflower seeds.

"You don't know, but this girl takes care of her husband with all her heart and soul. She does everything—feeding, cleaning, even wiping his body—better than a professional nurse. The most important thing is that even when her husband's legs were rotting with sores, she didn't flinch at the smell."

"They even often... well, you know..."

Unconsciously, my nails dug deeply into my palms, causing a sharp pain.

Emma and I had been betrothed since childhood by our families. Urged by our elders, I married her as soon as I returned home.

Because Emma's parents deliberately kept it from me, no one told me that they were in a hurry for me to marry her to drive Kellen away.

On our wedding night, I was so drunk that when I woke up, all I saw was a soft, warm body in my arms.

The marks on Emma's body and the disheveled bed made me think that the vivid dream I had was real.

I didn't stop to question how I could perform so well despite being so drunk; I just assumed I was naturally gifted.

When I tried to kiss her out of satisfaction, she pulled herself into a fearful ball, staring at me with tearful eyes.

"Bernard, stay away from me! You... you're terrifying!"

I blushed with shame and apologized for my roughness.

Since then, she has always claimed psychological trauma and refused any real intimacy.

As a healthy young man, it was hard to resist when lying next to her, but every time, she would stop me with tears in her voice.

To avoid taking too many cold showers, I agreed to her request to sleep in separate beds.

If I hadn't heard the truth in my previous life, I would have believed that Emma gave her virginity to me.

Just thinking about how she drugged me on our wedding night, lying beside me while she and Kellen were passionately entangled, made me almost want to storm into the hospital room and confront them.

Seeing my clenched teeth and furious expression, Kellen's ward mate teased me.

"At first, I was so jealous I wished I were the one being taken care of. But too bad, that's someone else's wife!"

I laughed coldly inside. My wife has been taking care of Kellen like this for seven years!

Calculating the time, I knew I needed to get a divorce as soon as possible to cut my losses.

When I pushed the door open, Emma was already lost in Kellen's kisses, her clothes half undone.

"What are you two doing?"

Caught in the act, Emma was momentarily flustered, then quickly regained her composure and scolded me.

"Bernard, how dare you follow me?"

I trusted her too much in my previous life; otherwise, I would have noticed something was wrong long ago.

What kind of woman complains that her husband was too good in bed?

Only Emma used that as an excuse to avoid my advances.

At this moment, with her chest exposed, Kellen adjusted his pants, his face dark and unapologetic.

It seemed I had timed it perfectly, just in time to make them uncomfortable. I secretly relished the moment.

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that my wife moonlights as a caregiver after work, and this patient seems to need some very special care."

My merciless words left Kellen's ward mate staring in shock.

"Damn, brother, you, and them..."

He touched the top of his head, then looked at mine, silently shedding a tear for me.

"Bernard! Kellen and I are just friends. What's wrong with helping a friend in need?"

"Nothing, it's your business how you help, but don't bring my food into it!"

I tossed the thermos directly into the trash can and coldly said to Emma.

"See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow!"

"Bernard! You're a doctor, can't you have some compassion? Kellen is a patient. Ever since he was diagnosed with bone cancer, everyone who could have helped has abandoned him. I'm just helping out of humanitarian concern. Is that worth a divorce?"

She thought taking care of another man, wiping him clean, and using her body to comfort him was a small matter?

If I had known she was so deeply in love with Kellen, I would never have married her!

She had no guilt for deceiving me; I was just a cover for her secret affair with Kellen.

For seven years, I tried to melt her cold heart, playing the role of a perfect husband, even up to the moment of my death in the previous life, foolishly thinking I had finally warmed her up.

Little did I know, she only wanted to give her unborn child a nominal father!

When she and Kellen plotted my accidental death, they were genuinely ruthless.

Even a dog would become loyal after being cared for for seven years.

"Then he should reflect on why, in his time of need, all his relatives and friends deserted him. Maybe the problem lies with him!"

If only Emma had opened her eyes, she would have seen the truth!

But unfortunately, she was blind in both eyes and heart.

"Emma, what did I do wrong to make him misunderstand us so much? They say a long illness brings no filial piety; is it really my fault that I was abandoned? I... I might as well be dead!"

Kellen put on an act, tears stubbornly welling up in his eyes. He even made a move to get out of bed and rush toward the window.

I felt a wave of nausea watching this. I had seen Emma's behavior many times, but this was the first time I encountered a male manipulator.

They were practically in the middle of an affair and still blamed me for misunderstanding them!

I, having died once, knew all too well why everyone had abandoned Kellen!

Emma quickly grabbed Kellen, tears streaming down her face, and hugged him tightly from behind.

"He's cruel at heart and sharp with his words. Don't bother with him. When I get back, I'll take care of him properly! The doctor said you can't get upset. If anything happens to you, I'll be heartbroken."

The two of them hugged each other like no one else was around, truly a pair of star-crossed lovers.

If I didn't help them out, it would be unreasonable!

I took out my phone, snapped a few more pictures, and sent them along with the earlier ones of them kissing to her family group chat, tagging her.

"True love is hard to find. Let's get divorced tomorrow, so you two can focus on making babies."

I wanted to see how Emma would handle this!

Within two minutes of sending the photos, both of our phones were bombarded with calls.