Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

After Briony was rushed to the hospital that day, the doctors confirmed her condition had taken a turn for the worse.

A week of desperate treatments followed-a brutal battle that barely snatched her life back from Death's grasp.

But Briony's illness was anything but typical, defying every expert's predictions.

There was a bitter divide among the doctors. Cedric Clarke had brought in a team of oncologists who insisted on chemotherapy. On the other side, Kendal Ellsworth and several other senior physicians trained in holistic medicine argued fiercely against it.

Their disagreements dragged on, neither side willing to back down.

In the end, it was Briony who made the call.

She refused chemo, opting instead for conservative management.

It was her right as a patient, and though the experts disagreed, they ultimately respected her choice.

Briony moved back into that small medical cottage.

Every day, Kendal would visit to perform acupuncture, and the air inside was thick with the scent of herbal remedies. Bowl after bowl of bitter medicine came and

went without pause.

passed. Briony's illness was held at bay for now, but she

a little plain porridge. Even when she forced herself to eat, she'd soon be wracked with nausea, bringing it all back

the growing frailty of her body. Eventually, they had no choice but to hook her up

her fight against the illness, time seeming

an eye, a month

already fair skin now looked nearly translucent, the tiny blue veins beneath as clear as if drawn with a

her children

were coming, Briony would bundle herself up tightly and put on a little makeup to cover the

they often looked puzzled, the adults kept the truth from them. All they

Nina always asked when Mommy

time her daughter said those words, Briony felt

would pick Nina up and gently distract her

seemed to sense something was wrong

his

thoughtful child, always encouraging Briony to take

more. He promised to behave, to look after