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—”

my dad. I have to go now.” Olivia seemed very reluctant to

university and gotten married. The top genius in medical school had fallen from grace into

the only one who took care of everything. Even when

the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his first love returned to the country pregnant,

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

she arrived at the hospital, her baby had died in the womb. Seven days after the death of her baby, Ethan asked for a divorce, but

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

coldly, “I won’t see you unless

as she forced herself to swallow her words about her illness. Marina’s voice suddenly came over the phone in the background. “Ethan, it’s

a long time flowed down her face that instant. Her child was gone and her family was ruined, but he now had a

begged him like before. Instead,

phone. He laughed coldly and said, “Olivia, what tricks

her eyes and said, “I’ll wait for you at

the wall. The rain blowing into the corridor drenched her

his phone blankly after she hung up on

treatment where she refused to divorce no matter what, why had she suddenly changed her mind today? Her voice

heavy rain, Ethan walked

are you going?” asked Marina while chasing after him with the babies in her arms. When she

She still wouldn’t give

had been a long time since Ethan had last stepped into the house they shared during their marriage. He had expected to see the dining table laden with his favorite dishes

autumn. Night had

the dining table. Knowing Olivia, she wouldn’t leave wilted flowers sitting on the table, so there was only one possible

hadn’t been home recently and had most likely

opened the door, she saw a tall man standing by the dining table in a suit. The expression on his handsome face was as cold as

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