Romance

My Husband Never Played Favorites Until Our Divorce

by Yulansa

My husband, Richard Hayes, hated special treatment and refused to make exceptions for anyone.So when I begged him to get my seriously ill father in to see a specialist sooner, his face went cold and he flatly refused."The hospital has rules. Everyone waits their turn. Why should your dad get to cut the line?"He even dismissed the blood my father was coughing up as a flare-up of his chronic bronchitis. He said we were overreacting and wasting the hospital's time and resources.Seven months pregnant, I spent three nights camped out in the hospital waiting room so Richard wouldn't have to bend the rules for us.By the time my father finally received treatment, the delay had already taken its toll. He spent night after night in pain and was left with permanent damage.In the end, it was my father who told me not to blame Richard. Doctors couldn't make exceptions for people, he said. I needed to be more understanding.I believed in his high-minded principles, right up until today, when I left work early to bring him a meal at the hospital.I saw it with my own eyes. My husband was soothing another woman in her hospital bed.His first love, Daisy Lawson, had undergone a simple appendectomy, yet she was staying in the hospital's only VIP suite.Three of the hospital's best private-duty nurses took turns caring for her around the clock. Richard had even pulled strings to get her a hard-to-find painkiller overnight.Daisy whined that the medicine tasted bitter. Richard's face filled with concern. He unwrapped a piece of chocolate and fed it to her."Daisy, sweetheart, take your medicine. You'll feel better soon. I've rescheduled all my upcoming surgeries so I can stay here with you."The thermos fell from my hand and hit the floor with a crash. Hot soup splashed all over my foot.It hit me all at once. There had never been any ironclad principles.He'd simply saved all his exceptions for someone else.

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