As I had finally come up with a way to deal with the situation, I saw no harm in playing along. Pouting, I then made him guess. “Well, since you’re a smart man, why don’t you take a guess?”

“Fake marriage?” Ashton guessed.

“Hmm… You’re half-right. Try again!” I said with a chuckle.

All of a sudden, Ashton loosened his grip on me and raised his arm to tidy up the stray strands on my forehead instead. In a patient and loving tone, he said, “No matter what it is, you have to remember that you’re my wife. No one can change this.”

In the face of his gentleness, my childishness and amusement escaped me.

“It won’t change. It’ll never change,” I reassured him, a reply to his trust.

 

At that, Ashton’s brows raised. He then led me back. As we walked, he informed me about what the doctors had said.

Illness caused by radiation was irreversible. Not even the best medical specialists in the world could do anything about it. All they could do was recommend various kinds of very costly medication. Nevertheless, they could at most extend his life for another month. Moreover, during that time, the patient would be in so much pain and would not be able to rest or eat properly.

 

To summarize, Marcus was going to live in a world of physical pain and mental torment until he met the grim reaper.

blow to both him and us. If I had known that agony was

Camelia knew that earlier than us, and that was why she was willing to use her life in exchange for the fulfillment of Marcus’ wish, hoping that he would be able to leave this world

understand them now, I could not forgive them. I did not head to Camelia’s ward. Instead, I chose to message her: The wedding will be happening soon. However, you’ll have

would be, so

condition deteriorated, and he was almost declared to be in a critical

last shred of hope

was suicidal, I had to arrange for a group of people to watch over him in shifts. Only after

the house. One was red, and one was black; the clashing colors seemed to radiate aggression. A distance away from

knew his limits; he would not bring his friends who also dabbled in cars back home. Therefore, our

You’re such an interesting character! Since we click, why don’t you join in

Let’s do

you think, John?

hear the voices of the foreigners

into the house, I nearly jumped out of my

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