Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

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. The top genius in medical

the two years of her father’s treatment, she was the only one who took care of everything. Even when she had collapsed from illness and was sent

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

struggles, she saw him swimming toward Marina with all his might. Due to the ordeal, she and Marina both went into labor

had been rescued too late 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 she

could not deny it any longer. She dialed his number with shaking hands, and he picked

won’t see you

to swallow her words about her illness. Marina’s voice suddenly

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

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

phone. He laughed coldly and said, “Olivia,

eyes and said, “I’ll wait

on him, and she slid to the ground against the wall. The rain blowing into the corridor drenched her as she gripped her phone and bit her sleeve

at his phone blankly after she

the silent treatment where she refused to divorce no matter what, why had she suddenly changed her mind today? Her

the heavy rain, Ethan

with the babies in her arms. When she saw him

that bitch! She still wouldn’t

stepped into the house they shared during their marriage. He had expected to see the dining table laden with his favorite dishes prepared by

Night had fallen although

of wilted 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

Olivia opened the door, she saw a tall man standing by the dining table in a suit. The expression on