Whew! That was a close one!
Maybe it seems cruel, but Hugh really underestimated how putrid Sue was going to be.
She was practically oozing leprosy.
She was a walking biohazard.
Hugh had some standards, after all.
Anyway, he decided that the slow, painful demise of diabetes was preferable to Sue's brand of nasty and lived the rest of his days in not-quite-at-ease peacefulness.
THE END