Master, Spare Me Please!

Chapter 7 Let's Divorce

Chapter 7 Let's Divorce

There was no vatility and vigour in Abby's eyes, which made Mog very frightened:"Abby, don't you want something?"

"What I want?" Abby's eyes emptied in this instant, and her face suddenly became cold. She covered her eyes, and her palms were moist. Then she realized that she was crying .

"Mog, in my whole life, except my mother I have never seen, I get everything, wealth, power, even the people I have loved for so many." What she wanted was in front of her, close enough to touch but hard to get.

Abby obviously didn't want to continue to discuss this topic with him. She turned around and sat down to continue to process the files. Mog 's persuation seemed usless. Now Abby blocked herself in a small dark space, and no one could get in.

"Does Jason know you are sick?"

"He doesn't know, and I don't want him to know." Abby was the proud no matter she was sick or not. She would not like to take her sickness to seek sympathy, not to mention that Jason hardly sympathize with her, if he knew she was dying, he would regret at best that Mia's mobile blood bank could no longer work for Mia.

Mog was silent and finally sighed. He took out two bottles of medicine from his bag and put them on the tea table, one bottle of powerful painkiller and the other anticancer medicine.

"Stop drinking coffee. take medicine and eat on time..."

Mog finished a pile of notes, then took a deep breath and left.

Hearing the door shutting, Abby raised her eyes and looked at the two bottles of medicine on the coffee table. Then she took out her cell phone and took a look at the text message. There was nothing but some news about work.

.......

Jason hadn't been home for another half a month. Abby changed her previous habit bit by bit, no longer leaving him lights, no longer cooking and waiting for him to come back, but she still couldn't give up the habit of looking at her mobile phone every night.

She thought that she could get rid of her love for Jason at one time, but it was like a poison seedling,having entered her heart and marrow. She never knew how terrible it was. When she reacted, it had become a towering tree and covered all the light. If she wanted to give up, she had to cut down and pull it up. It was something that grew in her heart and involved the softest flesh.

Abby clicked the contact, Jason was the only one inside, she called him.

After three calls in a row, there was no one to answer. This was normal, nothing to be disappointed, except for her broken heart, there was only numbness.

Abby continued to dial tirelessly. It was her first time to call Jason constantly since they married.

"Du... Du..." the fourth call had been waiting for a long time. Maybe Jason was tired of it, he finally picked it up.

"What's the matter?"

Jason's voice reached Abby's ears through the mobile phone, which was not much warmer than her hands.

Seventeen days of no contact was also good, she at least could calm down, rather than cry at Jason.

Abby's voice was a little hoarse: "can you come back at the weekend the day after tomorrow?"

"Why? I haven't touched you for half a month. Are you eager to get together with me? Abby, why are you so cheap?"

Abby was stiff.

The person who fell in love first and the person who loved the deepest was destined to lose, not to mention that Jason had never loved her before, she was too humble to get his affection.

Abby was patient: "I have something very important to talk with you. It's what you always want. Are you sure you won't come back?"

Jason didn't answer. There was a murmur coming from his mobile phone. It seemed like Mia's voice warm and sweet. Abby couldn't hear what she was talking about. She only heard Jason's deep voice: "Sleep well, I will guard you."

It seemed that the window was not closed, otherwise how could she feel so cold?

Abby suddenly felt chest distress, so suffocating that she could not breathe. She covered her chest and gasped for breath, like a fish thrown ashore, on the verge of death.

Abby groaned, her stomach twitched, and there was already a mouthful of blood in her throat.

Jason didn't hear her reply and asked:"What's wrong with you?"

Abby swallowed the blood in her mouth and asked, "Jason, if I tell you I'm dying, do you feel sorry for me a little bit?"

"Oh." Jason sneered and said, "Abby, what tricks do you want to play? I know well about your body. What disease will you get? neuropathy? Or paranoia?"

Abby's heart seemed to torn into pieces. The pain was rising continuously. He knew her body well? What a ridiculous sentence, maybe her haggardness was not worth mentioning to Jason at all. It was only when she was insane that she would love him for sixteen years.

Before Abby said anything, Mia couldn't bear to persuade him, "Jason, Abby misses you, so go back and see her."

When Abby heard this clearly, she suddenly felt sick. She thought she was too stupid to ask his such a question to humiliate herself, even making Jason's lover pity her and persuade her husband to go home.

She understood that Jason had been having fun with Mia for more than half a month, so how could he think of her?

Abby retrospected the past four years, which made her smiley bitterly.

Abby didn't know when the call was hung up. She just held up the phone, and her stiffened hand slowly put down, while her phone's screen had been black.

Abby took a deep breath. The blood dripped from the corners of her lips, she wiped it away, making her hands full of sticky blood. Abby didn't care about it but continued to hold the phone and sent a text message to Jason.

"Let's divorce."