When Death Do Us Part

Five years after my death, Fletcher Reynolds fully recovered from his illness and finally clawed his way up to become a billionaire.

He showed up at a press conference with his new flame, answering questions from reporters.

“Mr. Reynolds, word is that when you were diagnosed with leukemia, it was your fiancée who donated the bone marrow to save you?”

“That’s right.”

Fletcher took the microphone. “But at the lowest point of my life, that cold-hearted woman aborted our child and left me. It was June who stayed by my side day and night, never leaving me for a moment.