Wife Got Into an Accident, Husband Sent Her to Her Grandparents’ Home for Care—Four Months Later, He Returned to Pick Her Up, Only to Face a Bitter Surprise…

Minh and Lan had been married for five years, living together in the city in a small rented room. Lan was gentle, hardworking, and patient, always enduring whenever Minh lost his temper. She carefully saved every bit of money, hoping they could buy a small apartment by the end of the year and finally settle down. Minh, however, was different. He constantly complained about pressure, compared finances with his wife, and deep down still believed he could find someone “more worthy.”

One afternoon, Lan was in a traffic accident on her way home from work. The impact left her with a severe leg injury that required hospitalization. The doctor said it would take at least half a year for her to recover. Hearing this, Minh frowned, and that evening he called a friend:

“She’s bedridden now. Staying here is just wasting time and money. Best to send her back to her grandparents. I’m still young—I have to think about my future.”

Lan, lying in the hospital room, overheard fragments of his words. Her heart clenched painfully.

The next day, Minh put on a show of tenderness:
“I’m busy with work, I can’t stay to take care of you. Let me take you back to your grandparents’ place. They’ll look after you, and I’ll send money every month.”

Lan bit her lip and nodded, knowing deep down that he simply wanted to push her away.

Back in the countryside, Lan was lovingly cared for by her grandparents. Fortunately, Tuấn—a distant relative who had just finished studying physical therapy—volunteered to help her with rehabilitation every day. He patiently guided her step by step, told funny stories to lift her spirits, and made sure she ate and rested properly.

Four months passed. Minh sent money only sporadically and rarely called. One day, he announced that he would come to bring her back:

“I think staying in the countryside too long isn’t good. You should return to the city.”

His voice was cold, as if he only wanted to get the matter over with quickly.

That morning, Minh drove to the countryside. The moment he stepped through the gate, he froze in shock. In the yard, Lan was practicing walking, her hair neatly tied, her face glowing with health. Tuấn stood close beside her, one hand supporting her waist, the other holding her hand, both of them smiling naturally at each other. The image hit Minh like a dagger.

His expression darkened—not out of worry for his wife, but out of a gnawing discomfort: “She looks too happy here… maybe she doesn’t even need me anymore.”

At lunch, Lan’s grandparents kept praising Tuấn’s kindness and patience. Minh forced a smile, but inside he was already plotting: once they were back in the city, he would find a way to leave Lan and “free himself.”

Three months later, Minh returned, carrying divorce papers, confident that Lan would be shocked and beg him to stay. But the moment he stepped into the yard, he froze again: Lan was already walking almost normally, standing beside Tuấn, holding a wedding invitation in her hand.

Lan looked at Minh and smiled calmly:
“Thank you… for abandoning me when I was at my weakest. If you hadn’t, I never would have met the one who truly loves me.”

Her grandparents stepped out, their voices cold:
“We know everything you said and did. Today, consider this your last visit.”

Minh stood there stiffly, his face pale. He turned away and walked out, while behind him echoed the warm laughter and cheerful voices—sounds he would never again be part of.