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.

gotten married. The top genius in medical school

of everything. Even when she had collapsed

the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his

pregnant, fell into the water with Marina Carlton, his first love. Amidst her struggles, she saw him swimming toward Marina with

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 she had not agreed to

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

“I won’t see you unless it’s

her words about her illness. Marina’s voice

had held back for a long time flowed down her face that instant. Her child was gone and her family was

begged him like before. Instead, she said weakly, “Ethan, let’s get a

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

said, “I’ll wait for you

the ground against the wall. The rain blowing into the corridor drenched her as

blankly after she hung up on him

refused to divorce no matter what, why had she

the heavy rain, Ethan walked

going?” asked Marina while chasing after him with the babies in her arms. When she saw him walking away quickly,

bitch! She still wouldn’t

marriage. He had expected to see the dining table laden with his favorite dishes prepared by Olivia, but the villa was dark

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

a vase of wilted flowers on the dining table. Knowing Olivia, she wouldn’t leave wilted flowers

likely been taking care of her

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

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