Chapter 1

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—”

“Keith, please take good care of my dad. I have to go now.” Olivia seemed very reluctant to talk about this and left quickly before he could answer. Keith shook his head.

married.

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

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

when Olivia, who was also pregnant, fell into the water with Marina Carlton, his first love. Amidst her struggles,

and missed the optimal window for receiving treatment. By the time 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

longer. She dialed

won’t see you unless it’s

Olivia’s eyes 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

was gone and her family was ruined, but he now had a family with

longer begged him like before. Instead, she said weakly,

for a moment over the phone. He laughed coldly and said, “Olivia, what tricks are

and said, “I’ll wait for you

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

stared at his phone blankly after she hung up

divorce no matter what, why had she suddenly changed her mind today?

out at the heavy rain, Ethan

him with the babies in her arms. When she saw him walking away quickly, her gentle

that bitch! She still

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

darkened too early during autumn. Night had fallen although it was only

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

been home recently and had most likely been taking care of her father at

a tall man standing by the dining table in a suit. The expression on

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