My husband hates his sick son. I let him regret it.
Language: en
My son was dying. My husband, Julian Thorne, was busy preparing for the bell-ringing ceremony for his corporation's IPO. He told me, “A sick heir will only drag down the stock price.” Then, he handed me divorce papers and a card. “Forget about the company, and forget about me. This money is enough for you to cover his final arrangements.” Five years later, at the press conference for his new wife’s prenatal check-up, he spoke as the perfect loving husband. “I’m truly fortunate. My family is, and always will be, healthy and complete.” Under the paparazzi’s flashing lights, he spotted…