The Husband I Cut Away

Synopsis

In the second year of our marriage, I stopped worrying about my husband working around the clock. At a Sunday dinner, someone jokingly asked Norman Walker, "Mr. Walker, back then, you even broke your leg just to win over Dr. Sutton. So how come these days, it's Miss Lynn who's always at your beck and call?" Norman instinctively glanced at Emily Lynn sitting in the corner and frowned. He said, "Emily isn't in good health. Claire is a doctor. She can take care of herself." The atmosphere turned awkward. Everyone was afraid I'd flip the table like I used to. But I simply smiled and nodded. "That's right. I'm a doctor. I don't need anyone to take care of me." And I didn't need a husband anymore. Everyone thought I would be like before, forever standing in the same place, waiting for him to turn back to me. But what they didn't know was that the divorce agreement I'd already prepared was lying underneath the suit he loved most.