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These days, it seems pretty easy for couples to simply throw away years of marriage and file a divorce just because they’ve already found someone who’s way better than the partner whom they vowed to stay with for the rest of their lives. That being said, most people tend to think that for some couples, marriage is now just a joke.

Stories of couples getting a divorce can be both depressing and heartbreaking at the same time, especially when they almost shared half of their lives together and everything will be put to waste just because of another person who intervene in their relationship.

Now, we have here the heartbreaking story of a husband who wanted to divorce his wife just because he already found someone new. This is making the rounds online not because the man cheated, but because of how brilliant the wife’s response was.

Before she agreed to what her husband wants, she had conditions. She didn’t want to disrupt her son’s thoughts with the divorce since he will be taking exams in a month and so she asked her husband to carry her each day, for the rest of the month.

Their agreement finally happened. Every morning, he carries his wife to the front door and their son was very happy.

Each day, the same thing happens and as time flies, the cheating husband realized that his wife has grown thinner and lighter. He chose to shrug it off and just continue doing it. For the next few days, the intimacy was growing again.

On the last day, he couldn’t move. He didn’t want their agreement to end. Once he reached his office, he came back rushing, telling his other girl that he didn’t want any divorce again. He then bought some flowers. He arrived home by evening and there, he found his wife lifeless in bed.

Turns out that she had been fighting cancer for the past months and he didn’t even notice because he was too busy with his other woman.

Read the whole story below:

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, ‘I’ve got something to tell you.’

She sat down and ate quietly. Again, I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.

I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead, she asked me softly, ‘Why?’

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the fork she was using and shouted at me, ‘You are not a man!’

That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.”

“But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane.

I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement, which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30 percent stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly.

Finally, she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me, her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce, which I had obsessed over for several weeks, seemed to be firmer and clearer now.”

“The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: She didn’t want anything from me but needed a month’s notice before the divorce.

She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: Our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning.

I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions.

She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy.

Our son clapped behind us, ‘Daddy is holding mommy in his arms.’

His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over 30 feet with her in my arms.

She closed her eyes and said softly; ‘Don’t tell our son about the divorce.’

I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, we were more at ease. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young anymore. There were fine wrinkles on her face and her hair was graying!

Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute, I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again.

I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, ‘All my dresses have grown bigger.’

I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me — she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, ‘Dad, it’s time to carry mom out.’

To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.

My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway.

Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.”

“But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, ‘I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.’

I drove to the office, jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind. I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, ‘Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.’

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.

‘Do you have a fever?’ she said. I moved her hand off my head.

‘Sorry, Jane,’ I said, ‘I won’t divorce. My marriage life was probably boring because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.’

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.

I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card.

I smiled and wrote, ‘I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.’”

“That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed — dead.

My wife had been fighting cancer for months and I was too busy with Jane to even notice.”

“She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to keep the negativity away from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.

At least, in the eyes of our son, I’m a loving husband.

Their heartbreaking story should serve as a lesson to each and every couple out there.
Makikipaghiwalay na sana ang Lalaking Ito Sakanyang Asawa nang Hilingin Ito ng kanyang Misis. Siguradong Madudurog ang Puso mo sa Kwentong Ito! Makikipaghiwalay na sana ang Lalaking Ito Sakanyang Asawa nang Hilingin Ito ng kanyang Misis. Siguradong Madudurog ang Puso mo sa Kwentong Ito! Reviewed by Manager on 6:37 AM Rating: 5

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