When I Was Critically Ill, My Wife Chose to Deliver Medicine to Her White Moonlight First

When I was near death from appendicitis, my wife chose to deliver medicine to her first love instead. When our daughter had a high fever from pneumonia, she was busy running errands for someone else. Eight years of devotion earned me countless instances of being taken for granted and ignored. The moment my heart died, I divorced her without hesitation and left with our daughter, taking nothing. I clawed my way up from rock bottom, gritted my teeth, started a business, and eventually became a rising star in tech. Then she finally came to her senses, severed her ties with the man she loved, and desperately chased after me to make amends. The woman I once treasured above all else is now as lowly as dust. Heh, Shen Shiyan, your devotion... now, I...