Flash Flood Strikes: Wife Leaves Me to Die While Saving Her Male Best Friend Chapter 1

A flash flood struck suddenly. My wife, Saylor, spent a fortune to have her first love rescued, leaving me alone in the car to await death hopelessly.

After I managed to escape death, Saylor tearfully told me she felt indebted to me, but then turned around and held a wedding ceremony with her first love.

On the day they were happily conducting their wedding ceremony, I invited Charlie's wife, who had been dead for three years, to the scene.

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As the nurse was changing my bandages, a news report on the TV caught my attention.

The headline read: "Woman spends entire fortune searching for husband for days, couple now happily reunited."

Below, netizens were praising the depth of their marital love.

They even hailed her as "America's Best Wife."

The young nurse beside me looked envious: "Her husband is so lucky to have such a good wife."

"I heard she spent over a million dollars just to hire a private rescue team. They're even staying in the VIP ward of our hospital now."

Listening to the nurse's words, I curled my lips in self-mockery.

She was indeed a good wife, good enough to spare no expense to rescue Charlie when the flash flood hit.

Leaving me alone trapped in the car, waiting to die.

Just then, my phone rang. It was a call from Saylor.

After I answered, her anxious voice came through, "Ezra, didn't I tell you to wait for me where you were? Where are you now?"

I remained silent. She explained nervously:

"The situation was urgent at the time, and there was limited space on the rescue boat. I could only get Charlie out first. I went back to look for you later."

I was too tired to listen anymore and interrupted her directly: "If that's the case, you should stay with Charlie. Let's get a divorce."

With that, I hung up the phone.

But the next second, my phone rang again. I knew it was Saylor.

I didn't answer and put the phone on silent.

She kept sending me messages: "I didn't mean to leave you behind, please don't be angry, okay?"

"Where are you? I'll come find you right now."

After some thought, I still sent her my hospital room number.

Saylor replied instantly, "Wait for me for half an hour, I'm coming to see you right away."

But I waited until dark and still didn't see her.

Instead, I saw Charlie's new Instagram post: "So blessed to have someone by my side 24/7."

The photo showed Saylor bending over to make his bed.

I immediately deleted Charlie and blocked Saylor along with him.

After turning off my phone, I covered myself with the blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the caregiver I hired was pushing me to get a check-up.

Unexpectedly, we ran into Saylor pushing a wheelchair in the hallway.

She was crouching down, gently covering Charlie's legs with a blanket.

When their eyes met, they looked so affectionate, like the perfect loving couple in others' eyes.

Even the caregiver behind me couldn't help but sigh:

"Isn't that the national wife from the news? They really do look so in love."

Saylor heard the praise and looked up with a smile.

But when her eyes met mine, her expression froze in place.

"Ezra, why are you here?"