She Became The Perfect Wife So She Could Disappear Forever Chapter 06

She Became The Perfect Wife So She Could Disappear Forever Chapter 06

Snow began to fall outside the hospital window.

Dominic had brought in the best specialists, and nurses were stationed by my room 24/7.

But I didn’t need any of that.

What I needed was just the peace to wait, to wait for that moment to come.

In the afternoon, Justin entered holding a photo album.

“Mom, look,” he said, flipping to the first page, where I was holding him as a newborn, smiling so

brightly.

“This one is when I turned a month old; you took me to get this photo.”

“This one is my third birthday. You made me that dinosaur cake.”

“This one is from my first day of school. You were standing at the school gate, waving the whole

time.”

He turned the pages one by one, his voice thick with tears. “Mom, I remember it all… I really do…”

I watched him, and suddenly I remembered when he was five. The kindergarten teacher had asked the kids to draw pictures of their moms.

He had drawn a woman with long hair and written: [My mom is the best mom in the world, she makes the best food, tells the best stories, and I love my mom the most.]

I had framed that drawing, hanging it in my study for ten years.

Until last year, when I found it in the trash.

It was torn into pieces, thrown out alongside the packaging for the limited edition sneakers Maeve had bought for him.

“Justin,” I whispered, “Did you tear that drawing?”

He froze. “Which drawing?”

“The one you drew when you were five. My mom.”

His tears welled up immediately. “I didn’t mean to. That day, Maeve said the drawing was too

childish and that it was embarrassing to hang it at home, so I…”

“It’s okay,” I smiled gently. “It really doesn’t matter anymore.”

Because I didn’t care anymore.

Dominic had been standing outside the door, but now he walked in, holding a velvet box.

He opened it, revealing a diamond ring.

Bigger and flashier than the perfunctory plain band he had slipped on my finger when we got

married.

“Callie, let’s have another wedding,” he said, dropping to his knees and taking my hand. “This time, I’ll treat you right. I swear I’ll never break your heart again…”

I looked at the ring and suddenly thought of our wedding day.

When he put the ring on my finger, his hand was shaking. “Callie, I swear, I will never let you take this ring off for the rest of your life.”

But by the third year of our marriage, he had stopped wearing his wedding band entirely.

When the media asked, he said, “It’s inconvenient for work.”

But I knew it was because Maeve didn’t like it.

“On our wedding day, you said you would love only me for the rest of your life.” I smiled faintly. “Looks like that promise only lasted three years.”

“No! That’s not it!” He said urgently. “I’ve always loved you, I just…”

“Just what?” I looked at him. “That you could love Maeve at the same time? That you could say you loved me, then sleep with other women?”

He was speechless.

The snow outside grew heavier.

As night fell, the city started to hear the sporadic sound of firecrackers.

[System Notification: 1 hour and 59 minutes remaining until time-space jump.]

Dominic stared at me, then suddenly asked, “Callie, are you waiting for something?”

i smiled. “For the New Year. After tonight, it’ll be a new year.”

“Right. A new year, everything will get better,” he said, like he was trying to comfort himself.

“Yeah,” I looked out the window, “Everything will get better.”

At ten o’clock at night, my breathing started to become labored.

The doctor gave me some medication, but it had little effect.

The cancer had spread throughout my chest, every breath feeling like a knife cutting through me.

But strangely, I didn’t feel the pain.

Instead, I felt a sense of relief.

[System Notification: 1 hour and 59 minutes remaining until time-space jump.]

Dominic was still on the phone, contacting various experts, reaching out to hospitals overseas.

Justin was kneeling by the bed, holding my hand, repeatedly saying, “Mom, please don’t leave me, I’m begging you…”

At 11:30, my consciousness started to fade.

In my daze, I heard the system’s voice: [Host, please get ready. The time-space jump will initiate when the New Year bell rings.]

[Countdown: 30 minutes.]

“Callie! Callie, wake up!” Dominic called out to me.

I forced my eyes open and saw his red-rimmed eyes.

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to ask you…” I whispered.

“Ask me! I’ll tell you anything!”

“If we could do it all over again… that rainy night, all those years ago… would you still hold that umbrella out for me?”

He froze.

After a long silence, he shook his head. “No.”

I smiled. “Neither would I… accept your umbrella.”

The firecracker sounds grew more frequent outside.

In the distance, I could hear the countdown for the New Year’s Eve Gala on the TV.

“Ten.”

Dominic hugged me tightly, his tears falling onto my face.

“Nine.”

Justin cried out, “Mom! Please don’t go!”

“Eight.”

The system began its countdown: [Jump program starting…]

“Seven.”

I closed my eyes.

“Six.”

Goodbye, Dominic.

“Five.”

Goodbye, Justin.

“Four.”

Goodbye, world that has hurt me so much.

“Three.”

Dominic whispered in my ear, “I love you, I really love you…”

“Two.”

But it was too late.

“One.”

The moment the New Year bell rang, the system’s voice rang out clearly: [Time-space jump-