After my death, my husband who had wanted to divorce went insane. novel Chapter 11

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Back when Kevin and Ava had secretly slipped into Cooper and Dixie’s wedding, my mother and I had already regained consciousness. From afar, we could hear the lively commotion; it had to be their wedding. My mother and I exchanged a glance and let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Leaning on each other, we climbed to a higher spot and watched from a distance. But soon, thick smoke engulfed the venue, and the sky darkened. We said nothing, only stood in silence as the heavy rain extinguished the chaotic flames.

When the crowd finally scattered and the bride and groom were carried into the ambulance, we quietly turned and walked away.

When Tanner arrived at our ward and found it empty, he panicked, searching everywhere until he finally spotted us on the hillside.

“You saw everything? It was Kevin and Ava’s idea. I’m sorry, Annie… I didn’t stop them.”

His tone was filled with guilt; it honestly hadn’t been the most righteous thing to do.

Tanner helped my mother and me back to the ward to rest. We didn’t blame him for letting the children act; we were only grateful for Kevin and Ava’s righteous intervention.

Back in the room, a sudden sharp pain pierced my lower abdomen, and I collapsed from exhaustion.

“Sabrina has suffered so much because of me, and she’s still carrying a child,” my mother murmured from her hospital bed, her voice trembling as tears slid from the corners of her eyes and fell silently to the floor.

“Don’t worry. The doctor already told me the baby is safe, but Sabrina needs proper rest,” Tanne said gently.

“It’s you I’m more worried about. You’ve had a chronic condition for years, and now with these injuries… You have to take care of yourself.” He sat beside her bed, his voice soft as he tried to

comfort her.

Seeing her still weighed down by worry, Tanner began sharing stories from their student days, hoping to lift her spirits.

‘Do you remember back in university, during anatomy class? You were the first to volunteer. You ust grabbed the white mouse and got straight to it. Everyone in the room was stunned,” Tanner

teased.

My mother brightened a little, taking the handkerchief Tanner had thoughtfully handed her and gently wiping her tears.

‘Of course I remember. Then, during the frog dissection, it suddenly leapt onto me… I was so terrified that I had an asthma attack on the spot. It was you who saved me, with your medicine.” Back in their university days, my mother and Tanner had often helped one another. He had always looked after her, quietly nurturing feelings he never confessed.

But after graduation, under the pressure of his family, Tanner had married into the Howard family.

Unexpectedly, Kaia Howard had suffered serious complications while giving birth to Kevin,

falling into shock and passing away shortly after. From then on, it had been just father and son, relying on each other.

When my mother learned of it, she had accompanied a dejected Tanner for a night of quiet drinking and heartfelt conversation. Just as he had finally let go of the past and found the courage to pursue her, she was already preparing to marry Gaten.

All these years, Tanner had remained alone, until he saw her again in the hospital, bruised and broken, and the bond between them quietly rekindled.

“Why did you happen to have asthma medicine with you that day? I never really thanked you for that,” my mother asked softly.

Tanner only smiled and said it was a doctor’s instinct, though in truth, it was his careful attention to her that had always guided him.

“Gaten must have his hands full now. If that divorce agreement was forced on you… I can help.”

“There’s no need,” my mother replied with a faint, bitter smile. “Gaten’s heart hasn’t been with me for a long time. What’s the point in forcing something that was already gone?”

At home, my mother had often noticed photos of Gaten with a certain female business partner. Though they could’ve been brushed off as work-related, there were too many. Her doubts deepened, and after conducting a quiet investigation, she secretly followed Gaten to a hotel.

Anger burned on her face as she raised her hand to knock, only to freeze at the voices drifting from inside.

“When are you going to tell her? We already have a child. Are you planning to break your promise?”

“Just give it a little more time. That old woman from the Simmons family isn’t dead yet. She’s still being treated at the hospital, but she won’t last much longer. Once she’s gone, Annie won’t have anyone left to rely on. When I ask for a divorce, she won’t dare say no.”

Laughter followed, then came sounds far more indecent. My mom’s heart sank. Her illness flared without warning, twisting her face in unbearable pain.

By sheer coincidence, Tanner, just returning from a business trip, happened to be staying at the same hotel. With the medicine he always carried, he managed to save her.