Daisy was in critical condition.
Even with surgery, her prognosis was bleak.
Albert then learned she wasnât alone in the car-her young lover was also there.
Her young lover hadnât made it.
Daisy lay on the pristine white bed, her pupils nearly dilated.
Spotting Albert, she mustered a flicker of energy.
Daisy lay on the pristine white bed, her pupils nearly dilated.
Spotting Albert, she mustered a flicker of energy.
ALL she could manage was a helpless gaze.
Tears welled in her eyes.
Albert stood by her bedside, flanked by her parents and relatives.
They remained silent, aware of Daisyâs infidelity.
In a calm tone, Albert said, âIâve signed it.
Surgery is set for later.
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Daisy shook her head weakly.
Struggling to breathe, she locked eyes with Albert.
Finally, she mustered the strength to ask, âAlbert, after all this time, do you still resent me?â
Albert knew she didnât have much time left.
He replied honestly, âTruth is, Iâve never resented you.
â
But Daisy found no solace.
In her final moments, she poured out her heart.
âYou donât hate me because
you never loved me, right? Even if I bore another manâs child, you feel nothing.
Are you truly magnanimous, or do you simply not care about me and our marriage?â
Her family gasped in disbelief.
Albert ushered out the family.
Once alone, he turned to Daisy, nearing the end.
âIâve arranged for the driver to fetch Jeslyn,â he informed her.
Daisyâs eyes widened.
She fixed her gaze on him.
âAlbert, I despise that name.
Jeslyn, Jessie⦠Whyâs our childâs name so much like hers? You pine for Jessie every day, yearning to reunite with her, donât you? Albert, you donât hate me but I hate you.
â
Albert remained indifferent.
With pity in his eyes, he spoke softly.
âTruth is, youâre much like my old self.
You didnât understand love, just fooled around.
But I eventually learned to love, though I couldnât hold onto her.
So I set her free.
With Jessie, I felt something I never knew beforeâlove.