They Faked Their Deaths to Keep Her Baby,I Died Inside for Five Years

My wife was eight months pregnant when I discovered she'd been cheating on me. The baby wasn't mine.

I told her calmly that I wanted a divorce. She broke down and ran into traffic.

I threw myself after her to save her and was hit by a car.

Three days and three nights of emergency surgery later, I woke up and learned I would never function as a man again.

My wife and my brother knelt outside my hospital room, begging me to forgive them. I said only one thing:

"You want my forgiveness? Then go die."

Three days later, they drove off a cliff, leaving behind a single farewell note.