He Lied, And My Father Died

Synopsis

I was away on a business trip when my husband lied to my father, saying our house was on fire and I was trapped inside. My father, a retired firefighter, rushed over immediately. But he was met with an accident on the way. By the time I reached the emergency room, his pupils were unfocused, his face mangled beyond recognition. He said weakly, "I'm glad that you're safe, my girl… From now on, I can't protect you anymore…" Even as he drew his final breath, he kept repeating that I should live well with Murray Howell. Through my tears, I called Murray to confront him. But what came through the phone was the sobbing voice of his first love, Elsa Ramos. "I'm sorry, Alice… it was my fault. I lost a game, and Murray couldn't bear to see me punished, so he played a prank and lied to your dad. If you must blame someone, blame me!" My heart turned to ash. Signing my father's death certificate, I said coldly, "Tell Murray to meet me at the city hall tomorrow morning. We're getting divorced." On the other end, Murray gently comforted Elsa before saying impatiently, "Fine, we can divorce. But first apologize to Elsa. She's easily frightened. You really scared her."