Waking Up from Anesthesia, I Signed the Divorce Papers novel Chapter 11

Michael was quick with an excuse. 

"Sarah, I'm traveling for an important business deal."

'It's a big one for the company." 

"Sarah, I know you'll miss me, so take care of yourself." 

"Sarah, I told Jake to look after you. Call him if you need anything."

"When I get back, I'll bring you home." 

I stared blankly at my business proposal. 

My mind drifted back to our seventh anniversary. 

That day, Michael had called me just like this. 

First, he said he had a critical meeting—told me to wait two hours. 

Then, after two hours, he said he had to leave town. 

So, I spent the whole afternoon shopping alone, then headed downstairs to my dentist appointment. 

That's when the accident happened. 

And the truth? He never left town. 

He was with Hailey. 

In a suite—right above the dental clinic where I was fighting for my life. 

What a goddamn joke. 

I wasn't going to let my life be trampled on anymore. 

No wonder he couldn't get enough of her. 

No wonder he doted on her like a treasure. 

Compared to me—a woman who barely left her house—she must've been so much more exciting. 

My phone rang. 

An international number. 

I picked up. 

Hailey's voice oozed with arrogance. 

"Guess where I am? Guess what we're doing, Mrs. Johnson?"