Wife falls into a coma after an accident, spending about ₱22,000 a day on medical bills; husband plots to secretly remove breathing tube, but the next morning he receives shocking news.

Isabel Dela Cruz, a talented female director, heads a corporation in Makati with hundreds of employees. She is the epitome of success: strong, decisive. Her husband, Miguel Santos, is the opposite—gentle, quiet, always there to take care of the family. Outsiders often gossip about Miguel as a “freeloader,” but Isabel doesn’t care. To her, Miguel is a gentle support, always there when she returns from stressful meetings at Bonifacio Global City (BGC).

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One rainy afternoon, on the EDSA axis, a traffic accident suddenly occurred. Isabel was seriously injured, falling into a deep coma. St. Luke’s Medical Center – Global City (Taguig) became Miguel’s second home. Day after day, he stayed by her bedside, holding her hand, whispering encouragement even though the doctors said the chances of her waking up were slim. The cost of treatment was around ₱22,000/day—a huge burden even for a well-off family like theirs.

As time passed, bills piled up, and financial pressure mounted. Miguel began to hear vicious whispers from relatives: “Keeping Isabel in a vegetative state like this will make the family go bankrupt!” That night, in the cold ICU room, Miguel stood by his wife’s bedside, his eyes heavy. He trembled as he touched the breathing tube—the thing that kept Isabel alive. “I’m sorry, Isabel… I can’t let our family fall apart…” In a moment of weakness, he secretly pulled out the breathing tube, tears streaming down his face.

The next morning, the phone rang loudly. Miguel was startled, his heart pounding when he heard the doctor’s voice:

“Mr. Miguel, Ms. Isabel… she’s awake! Last night, her brain suddenly showed signs of recovery. The alarm system went off, we gave her emergency treatment in time!”

Miguel was stunned, his legs gave out. He realized something horrifying: the moment he pulled out the breathing tube, he had activated the alarm, calling in the night shift team, and in that chain of rescue reflexes, they caught the rare recovery signal to intervene in time. If he hadn’t done that cruel thing, Isabel might not have been saved in time.

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Isabel gradually recovered, but Miguel didn’t dare tell the truth. He lived in torment, keeping the secret hidden in his heart. Every time he looked into his wife’s eyes during the rehabilitation session at Makati Medical Center (transferred to a nearby hospital for easy monitoring), he could only hug her tightly, silently apologizing for the moment of weakness that almost took away his whole world. In Manila—amidst the sound of afternoon rain and city lights—Miguel understood that there were scars not visible on the skin, but in the heart, reminding him for life of the thin line between despair and hope.