When I found out that my husband Eric had stage four cancer, my whole world turned upside down. I kept hearing what the doctor said: “just weeks to live.” It broke my heart, but I had no idea that this was just the start of a very bad plan.
Even though I spent most of my time at the hospital trying to help Eric and reassure him that everything would be okay.
The nurse, who looked to be in her late 40s, told me in a whisper, “Put a camera in his room.” “He’s not going to die.” Her words made me question her, and I wasn’t sure if I should trust my husband or invade his privacy.
Even though I had doubts, I chose to look into it further. I bought a small camera and put it in Eric’s hospital room. What I found out shocked me. It wasn’t true that Eric was dying; he was planning with an unknown woman to fake his own death and get the insurance money.
Even though it broke my heart, I knew I had to find strong proof of their plan. I recorded what they were saying, and what I heard was the worst kind of deception. Eric’s brutality and lies hurt a lot, but I was determined to show what was really going on.
I got my proof together and went to talk to Eric, his lover, and the dishonest doctor who had helped them. They were all caught by the cops after being called. The next day, I filed for divorce, happy to be free from Eric’s lies.
After thinking about it, I realised that the unknown nurse had saved me from a different kind of sadness. I was thankful that she had warned me because it helped me find the truth. I learnt the most important lesson in my life when I lost my husband to his lies.
