My Mother-in-law Was Critically Ill, My Husband Was Busy Pursuing His Lover

My Mother-in-law Was Critically Ill, My Husband Was Busy Pursuing His LoverChapter 1

My husband Ian Whitman's mother, Carol Wilson, was critically ill, and she was waiting for him to sign for her surgery.

Ian, however, was busy trying to get his first love, Bella Moore, back, who was going abroad.

I pretended to be in a hurry and called him. When he hung up, I watched helplessly as Carol departed from the world forever.

In my previous life, I managed to inform Ian about Carol's critical illness, and he left Bella behind to rush to the hospital.

It turned out that he was late, so all he saw was Carol's cold body.

Bella disappeared from his life after that.

Ian said he didn't blame me, but on the day of Carol's funeral, he knocked me out and dragged me to Carol's headstone.

He stabbed into my heart and turned the hilt with both hands as forcefully as he could.

Ian stared at my bloody wound relentlessly, his eyes red.

"Why did you insist on rushing me to the hospital? I'm not a doctor, so how would I change the outcome if I went there? I'll never hear from Bella again for the rest of my life just because of you. You should be buried with my mom!"

As I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day Carol became critically ill.

Since Ian wanted to pursue Bella, I wouldn't be a stumbling block for him.

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The sound of the hospital's instrument alarm woke me up.

It was then that I realized I had been reborn.

Carol was lying in a hospital bed just as she had been in my previous life, and her lips looked pale from the heart attack.

Several of the instruments around her detecting her physical condition simultaneously sounded a sharp buzz.

I reflexively pressed the call bell at the bedside.

The nurse quickly rushed into the hospital room.

She called her attending doctor immediately after checking on Carol's condition.

Carol's attending doctor was Ian's best friend, Kevin Lewis, whom he had grown up with since he was a little boy, and Ian had specifically asked him to keep an extra eye on Carol.

Kevin came in, took one look, and said decisively, "Carol is in critical condition, and she has to have surgery now, so you should contact the family for a signature!"

I rolled my eyes and hit the dialing button.

I pretended to be in a hurry as I worked with the nurse to wheel Carol into the operating room. I put my cell phone on the hospital bed and hit the speaker button.