My Husband Broke Me into Pieces Until I Finally Decided to Leave

Summary

I nearly died alone in a hospital bed fighting severe dengue while my husband, Xander, ignored a hundred calls. He claimed he was too busy with investors to visit, but when I was finally discharged, I went straight to his office to find the truth.

The door was ajar, and he wasn't working. He was with Ria, his secretary. Worse, I overheard their conversation.

“I put that plant in her room to attract mosquitoes. I didn’t think she’d get that sick,” Ria giggled softly.

“It would be better if she just died,” Xander replied coldly.