Leaving her dying husband’s room, Anna was about to return home when she suddenly overheard a secret conversation between two nurses. Realizing what they were talking about, the woman was truly horrified. 😨😱

After saying goodbye to her dying husband, Anna left the hospital and didn’t notice the tears streaming down her cheeks. She walked slowly, as if her legs were giving out, and stopped at the wall of the building to catch her breath.

Just six months ago, Mark had been a strong, confident man. He laughed, made plans, promised that they had a long life ahead of them. Anna trusted him implicitly. He was always there, always protecting her, always knowing the right thing to say.

And now he was in intensive care. A white room, cold light, tubes, wires, machines that breathed for him.

“Everything will be okay,” Mark whispered as she squeezed his hand. “We can handle it.”

Anna nodded, even though she knew it wasn’t true. The doctors had been so blunt. The disease was progressing too quickly. A donor hadn’t been found. There was almost no time left.

She went outside. It was early winter. People were rushing about their business. The world went on—as if nothing had happened.

Anna sat down on a bench near the hospital building and covered her face with her hands. The tears flowed naturally. She didn’t try to stop them.

After a few minutes, she felt a little better. She took a deep breath and was about to get up when she heard voices through the wall.

Two nurses stood at the corner of the building, oblivious to her. They spoke quietly, but every word was clearly audible.

When Anna heard exactly what they were saying, she was horrified. 😨😱

“His wife still isn’t a suitable donor,” one said wearily.

“Yes, the test results are bad.” It’s a shame… He doesn’t really have any other options.

Anna shuddered. Her heart pounded.

“Don’t you know?” the second nurse continued, lowering her voice. “His mistress came yesterday. She was tested for compatibility.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. She meets all the requirements. And her kidneys are completely healthy.”

Anna found it hard to breathe. Her ears began ringing.

“Then why aren’t they doing the operation?” the first nurse asked.

“The patient refused. He said he’d rather die than let his wife know about his mistress.”

There was a short pause.

“What about anonymous donation?” one of the nurses added hesitantly.

“Who knows… He’s stubborn. And after that, it’s not our problem.”

“Poor wife…”

The voices faded away, and Anna remained standing, her legs numb. The world around her seemed to freeze. Only her heart pounded dully somewhere in her chest.

He wasn’t dying because there was no way out. There was. He simply chose silence.

Anna looked at the intensive care unit door and couldn’t decide what she felt more strongly—the pain that her husband had cheated on her and lied to her, or the joy that he could be saved.