My Wife Left Me in a Fire to Save Her Assistant Chapter 1

At the fire scene, I was being surrounded by flames, and my wife, Janet Scott, rushed into the fire without a second thought, but she only saved her assistant, Harry Johnson.

Janet saved Harry, but I was left to be consumed by the fire.

I had suffered extensive burns that nearly killed me, and Janet was indifferent to me, but she took care of Harry meticulously.

I finally gave up and took out the divorce agreement.

Janet cried and begged me to come back, thinking I was still buying it.

However, she didn't realize that I had truly let it go this time.

That was right. I let it go, but I would never let her go!

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As I was being scorched by the fire, I felt as if every inch of my body was about to be roasted.

I was about to burn to death, wasn't I?

When I saw Harry hiding in the corner and looking at me smugly, he had a bucket of water from the water dispenser dumped on him, so he was soaked through, and he was standing in the safest position.

It was already at this point, and he even wanted to make a bet with me. "Ian, how about we make a bet? We'll bet on who Ms. Scott will save first when she comes later.

"I guess Ms. Scott will save me first!"

I was in no mood to pay any attention to him as my body was on fire, and I couldn't move with a heavy weight on top of me.

The agony of being burned in flames made me feel desperate.

I gradually lost consciousness. As my consciousness faded, I suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the door.

Immediately afterward, I heard Janet's anxious voice. "Don't be afraid. I'm coming to save you!"

I looked up weakly. I felt instantly moved as I watched Janet rush in through the flames, and I wanted to remind her not to come over.

I would rather be burned to death than involve Janet.

I was so touched by her desire to save me that I even had no regrets about dying.

However, I was surprised to see Janet simply ignoring me and rushing to where Harry was, and Janet dragged Harry out of the fire with no intention of saving me.

I felt frustrated instantly.

I could obviously see the smug look in Harry's eyes as he looked at me when he was rescued by Janet.

It was nothing less than killing me!

Why didn't Janet save me first when I was in a more visible and dangerous position?

Janet could clearly only see Harry, and he was the one who started the fire.

Not only was I consumed by the fire, I was engulfed by despair. I had been so wretched that I had given up trying to struggle.

The memory of the trivial things that happened when I was with Janet flashed through my mind. We met in college, and I fell in love with Janet at first sight and was so loyal that I treated her better than I treated myself.

I felt mentally exhausted this time, and I was in despair.

Just let the fire burn me to death!

I closed my eyes and waited for death to come.

By the time I was awake again, the smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw Janet sitting on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that I was awake, Janet held my hand in excitement and acted like she cared about me. "Honey, you're finally awake. I was so afraid I would lose you!"

"Get your hands off me!"

When I thought about Janet completely ignoring me at the fire scene and rushing over to save Harry, but she was now pretending to be worried about me, I felt extremely disgusted.

Despite Janet's obstruction, I got up and walked over to the bathroom mirror to take a look.

Fortunately, my face was just slightly bruised, not disfigured by the burns.

However, there were severe and ugly scars from my neck to my chest and even my back, and I felt a vague pain in my body, but I had finally survived the catastrophe and regained a new life.

At that moment, the doctor came over and told me, "Ian, it's a good thing you're awake. You're out of danger now, and you can be transferred to a regular ward in a couple days, but the burns on your body are so severe that these scars may have to stay on your body forever. If you had been resuscitated in time, you probably wouldn't have been hurt so badly."

As the doctor said this, I noticed that Janet lowered her head in shame.

After the doctor left, Janet peeled me a pear and handed it to me flatteringly.

Janet had never been so gentle and submissive in front of me.

Maybe Janet was being considerate and gentle with me out of guilt, but I didn't need it anymore.

From the moment Janet saved Harry and ignored me, I had completely given up on her.

I looked at Janet with hatred and said coldly, "Janet, let's get a divorce!"

Janet was stunned, looking incredulous. "Divorce? Why do you want a divorce all of a sudden? Was it because I didn't save you? I didn't even see you at that time, so I didn't know you were at the fire."

I sneered, "Don't you think what you're saying is ridiculous? I fainted in the doorway of my office, being crushed by a bookcase. At that time, you could see me at a glance as you passed me, but you said you didn't even know I was in there, right?

"If the firemen hadn't arrived in time and rescued me, maybe I would have died in there, but in your eyes, whether I was alive or dead, you could put me off with just one sentence, couldn't you?"