He promised that he would take good care of my mom, so I went out nervously.
Now that I thought about it, Mathew had deliberately sent me away to save time to accompany Emily and her family.
My heart, which was riddled with holes, shattered at this moment.
I covered my face and cried bitterly, but my thoughts couldn't help outlining the details of the past.
In the past, when my mom was ill, Mathew would prepare to answer the phone all day long.
If my mom kept nagging, Mathew would patiently talk with her.
But now, he didn't even know that something had happened to my mom for three days.
If I didn't go out, my mom wouldn't have to die.
I hated myself for trusting Mathew and leaving my mom behind on a business trip.
I found it extremely ironic.
In order to accompany his little lover's family, Mathew indirectly caused the death of my mom.
Since Mathew had put all his attention on his colleagues, it was useless for me to keep this marriage.
I was going to divorce Mathew, and I would definitely find the murderer.
After I hung up the phone, Mathew, who cared about his reputation, didn't go home for several days.
He even contemptuously thought that I couldn't live without him.