My Husband Used Our Daughter’s Lifesaving Money to Set Off Fireworks for His First Love

My ten-year-old daughter was critically injured in a car accident and urgently needed money for her treatment. But my husband, away on a business trip, had secretly emptied our bank account. When I called to confront him, he called me crazy and said I was making a scene. “I told you I invested it. I can’t pull the money out. Are you too brain-dead to understand?” “Besides, even if she really dies, what does that have to do with you?” I begged everyone I knew for money, but I still couldn’t raise enough. In the end, because we couldn’t afford anything better, my daughter got a cheap artificial heart and died in the hospital. Just then, a spectacular fireworks display lit up near the hospital, paid for by my husband for the woman he loved. The young nurse who had helped resuscitate my daughter wiped away her tears and choked out, “He can spend over a million on fireworks without a second thought, but Xinxin needed just a few tens of thousands more to live.”