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Oxygen Crisis: My Wife Says I'm Expendable

Trapped beneath a fallen beam in a collapsing building, a veteran firefighter faces a lethal oxygen shortage. His wife and captain, Leah Sawyer, chooses to give his backup canister to her panicked mentee instead of saving her husband. Dismissing his pleas as cowardice, she leaves him to perish in the smoke. Refusing to die in silence, he uses his final moments to broadcast her negligence to the command center, triggering an emergency act and charging her with attempted homicide.
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Chapter 2

It was Leah who had returned. She kicked the signal gun away from me.

"You have this and didn't use it sooner? You just wanted to make us look bad, didn't you? What a malicious guy you are."

Was I the malicious one?

Anger and despair consumed me like a wildfire.

When the fire broke out, everyone was afraid of the core area's extreme heat. No one was willing to be the first to rush in and rescue the trapped people.

I was the first one in, braving the threat of explosions, locating the trapped people, and mapping out the safest route.

That was why I burned through my oxygen quicker than the others and got my leg crushed by a falling beam.

But now, my wife and captain didn't care if I survived and took every life-saving resource I had.

I pushed my upper body up with a burst of strength, spitting blood at Roderick.

"You don't deserve to wear that uniform! You're fired!"

Standing behind Leah, Roderick screamed in fear, while Leah kicked me over onto my back.

"Cedric! What the hell are you acting all high and mighty for?"

The other team members who had just evacuated to safety heard the commotion over the walkie-talkie and immediately started speaking.

Without exception, all of them sided with Leah and criticized me.

"Captain Simmons, how could you be so violent toward the rookie? He's scared to death."

"You're shouting so loudly that you don't even look like someone who's lacking oxygen. Why were you stealing oxygen from Roderick?"

What a huge joke. I was simply taking back what was mine, and now I was being accused of stealing stuff?

I was at a loss for words.

The floor beneath me was searing hot, like I was being roasted on a metal grill.

My vision started to blur as the pain in my lungs grew worse.

Roderick, behind Leah, silently mouthed to me, "You should die."

Then, he pretended to say, "How about I give the oxygen bottle back to Ced? I think I'm fine without it. As a firefighter, it's my honor to sacrifice myself for the rescue mission."

Leah immediately turned around, blocking him and shielding him from any danger.

"Don't speak nonsense. I won't let anything happen to you."

Meanwhile, I was completely abandoned in the heart of the fire.

I shouted with every ounce of my strength, each word filled with desperation, "He doesn't care about the lives of his teammates! It's ridiculous for him to say that!"

Leah turned around, glaring at me with pure venom.

"Stop slandering Roderick! I'm his mentor! I know exactly what kind of person he is!"

Mentor?

When Leah broke the rules and let Roderick join our elite team even though his fitness was subpar, she said the same thing.

I foolishly believed it.

But would a normal mentor show such bias to the point of neglecting even the life of her husband?

At that moment, my ears began to ring, and my consciousness was slipping.

My survival instincts caused me to struggle toward the fire axe nearby.

Leah saw through my intentions and swiftly kicked the axe away.

Immediately, the sickening sound of bone breaking filled the air as my fingers were crushed under the heavy back of the axe.

The sharp pain made me let out a stifled grunt.

Other team members' voices came through the walkie-talkie.

"He really sounds convincing. Cedric should go into acting."

Leah's voice was icy.

"If you insist on pretending to be out of oxygen, then stay here and experience what true suffocation feels like! I don't believe an elite member of our team isn't able to handle this better than a rookie."

I couldn't cry for help and could only watch as they turned and walked away.

The intense heat burned every inch of my skin, and the fear of imminent death enveloped me.

Through the walkie-talkie, I could hear their casual chatter as they evacuated.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, a face appeared above me.

It was Roderick.

"You still don't know, huh? The captain's been wanting to divorce you for a while."

Hatred flickered in my blurry eyes.

Roderick was grinning with satisfaction. "But that's not going to work. If you two divorce, you guys have to split all your assets."

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