On the day Olivia Fordham was diagnosed with stomach cancer, her husband, Ethan Miller, was taking care of his first love’s children.

In the hospital corridor, Keith Rogers said grimly while holding a biopsy report, “Olivia, the results are out. If the surgery is successful, the five-year survival rate for a 3A malignant tumor is 15 to 30 percent.”

Olivia gripped the strap of her sling bag tightly with her slender fingers. Her petite face was pale and solemn. “Keith, how long do I have left to live if I don’t do the surgery?”

“Six months to a year. It’s different for everyone. In your case, it’s better to do two rounds of chemotherapy first before the surgery. It will prevent the risk of the tumor spreading or undergoing metastasis.”

Olivia bit her lip while forcing out, “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. I’ll arrange for you to be admitted to the hospital right away,” said Keith.

“There’s no need. I don’t plan to receive treatment. I won’t be able to get through it,” Olivia said.

Keith wanted to say something more, but Olivia tipped her head at him. “Keith, please help me keep this a secret. I don’t want my family to worry.”

The Fordham family was bankrupt. Olivia already had to bend over backward just to cover the medical expenses of her father, Jeff Fordham. If her family knew about her illness, it would undoubtedly make the situation worse.

Keith sighed helplessly and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll keep my lips sealed. I heard that you’re married. Your husband—”

Olivia seemed very reluctant to talk about this and left

dropped out of university and gotten married. The top genius in medical

father’s treatment, she was the only one who took care of everything. Even when she had collapsed from illness and

treated her well in the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his first love returned to the country pregnant, everything

first love. Amidst her struggles, she saw him swimming toward Marina with all his might. Due

had died in the womb. Seven days after the death of her baby, Ethan asked for a divorce, but she had not agreed

she knew about her illness, she could not deny it any longer. She dialed his number with shaking hands, and he picked up after the third

won’t see you unless it’s to get

to swallow her words about her illness. Marina’s voice suddenly came over the phone in

was gone and her family was

before. Instead, she

He laughed coldly and said, “Olivia, what tricks are you playing

eyes and said, “I’ll wait for you at

to hang up on him, and she slid to the ground against the wall. The rain blowing into the corridor drenched her as she

after she hung up on him

she refused to divorce no matter what, why had she suddenly changed her mind

out at the heavy rain,

the babies in her arms. When she saw him walking

bitch! She still wouldn’t give

Ethan had last stepped into the house they shared during their marriage. He had expected to see

too early during autumn. Night had fallen although it

Olivia, she wouldn’t leave wilted flowers sitting on the table,

most likely been taking

by the dining table in a suit. The expression on his handsome face was as cold as ice

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