When I went to the cemetery to choose a grave for my husband, I found that the tombstone next door had the same name as my husband, both named Chu Muhan.
It just so happened that the other person bought the cemetery on the same day as me.
As we chatted, the other party said that she was in a widowed marriage, and that her husband only gave her money but no home, and that there might be a mistress outside.
Maybe because of God's good reincarnation, this irresponsible man got leukemia.
My heart skipped a beat.
Coincidentally, my husband also has leukemia.
I was silent for a long time and filed for divorce when I got home.
Only then did I realize that I didn't get the certificate at all in the first place.
He lied to me for eight years.
It turns out that I am the "mistress" outside.
Very well written and very nice to listen to