Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Erica dissolved into tears. The pent up emotions in her heart seemed to find an outlet. Erica threw herself into her husband's arms and cried bitterly.

Matthew took off his overcoat and wrapped it around her. He inhaled her scent and kissed her long hair gently. "Honey, don't cry," he said, trying to comfort her.

'You won't die without my permission!

If the King of Hell wants you, he'll have to defeat me first!' Matthew thought to himself.

Erica didn't say anything and kept crying.

They just stood by the river, holding each other tightly. The woman choked with sobs, while the man reassuring her.

Occasionally, when someone came near, they couldn't help but take a look at them. The sadness of the two people was replaced by warmth and happiness.

Ten minutes later, Matthew suddenly said, "You still have your test results with you? Let me see them again."

With swollen red eyes, Erica took out the crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to him.

Matthew straightened the paper out so he could read it. On top it said that it was the electronic endoscopy examination report of Y City First General Hospital. He was not in a hurry to read it. Instead, he asked her a question first, "Did they give you anesthetic before the exam?"

"Anesthetic?" The woman was confused.

"Yes!"

Erica thought for a while and answered, "No." They never gave her anything for the pain, nor did they sedate her. Nothing.

Matthew held her in his arms and asked in a trembling voice, "Silly girl, why didn't you opt for the anesthetic?" Usually, these kinds of procedures involve knocking the patient out using some sort of anesthetic. A tube with a camera is inserted in the throat so the doctors can look around the stomach. It's generally painful even when sedated.

Erica didn't know what was going on. They never offered her anything. She hugged him and said sadly, "It doesn't matter. They'll have to use it when I go under the knife!"

Sighing silently, Matthew continued to read the results.

consisting professional medical instructions. He could understand

woman in his arms shook her head. "I

again. Do it right this time, ask questions. No matter what the result was, they would face it together.

was still drowning in sorrow, and couldn't find a

atmosphere changed abruptly. Things felt different

her head and looked at him,

there, staring at her, a weird expression on his face. Erica couldn't

glanced down at the examination results in his hand, and then shifted his gaze to her again. Finally, he asked,

mind?" Who was she if she

his eyes in despair. When he opened his eyes again, he gritted his teeth and asked, "I'm out of my mind? I think that describes you better than me. How carefully did you

kept reading the line "stage III cancer"

why did you cry after you'd checked it so carefully?" He really wanted to strangle the woman in

cancer! Why can't I cry? Want me to laugh instead?" She suddenly let go of the man, feeling that he was

is Erika Li? When did that happen?" Since when did she change her name? Did she get Wesley's permission before

angry and she spat, "Are you insane?" How could he still tease her like

"You're not sick!"

rhetorical remark, so she retorted angrily, "Maybe not! But you are!

the LED light. The exam report was all lit up. "Open your eyes wide and look

not in the mood." Hands on her hips, Erica was now arguing with her husband.

going round and round. He felt she was deliberately being obtuse. He put the report in front of her eyes, pointed at the name printed on the paper and gritted his teeth. "Check

Li? So the doctor typed my name wrong. It's not

she finally got what he was

are not my test results!" She started laughing hysterically. She was so excited that she

Matthew asked her again calmly, "Look at the procedure. Did they jam

camera...down my throat?" Erica silently lowered her head and took out her cell phone. She looked up what it was, checking

tears and screamed excitedly, holding Matthew in her arms. "They didn't do anything like that to me. These results aren't mine at all. I don't have cancer.

squeezed out, "Know what