Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

After Briony was rushed to the hospital that day, the doctors confirmed her condition had taken a turn for the worse.

A week of desperate treatments followed-a brutal battle that barely snatched her life back from Death's grasp.

But Briony's illness was anything but typical, defying every expert's predictions.

There was a bitter divide among the doctors. Cedric Clarke had brought in a team of oncologists who insisted on chemotherapy. On the other side, Kendal Ellsworth and several other senior physicians trained in holistic medicine argued fiercely against it.

Their disagreements dragged on, neither side willing to back down.

In the end, it was Briony who made the call.

She refused chemo, opting instead for conservative management.

It was her right as a patient, and though the experts disagreed, they ultimately respected her choice.

Briony moved back into that small medical cottage.

Every day, Kendal would visit to perform acupuncture, and the air inside was thick with the scent of herbal remedies. Bowl after bowl of bitter medicine came and went without pause.

illness was held at bay for now, but she grew thinner

porridge. Even when she forced herself to eat, she'd soon be wracked

of her body. Eventually, they had no choice but to hook her up to

the illness, time seeming to

an eye, a month had passed. Winter

lost over twenty pounds. Her already fair skin now looked nearly translucent,

her children visited

were coming, Briony would bundle herself up tightly and

were innocent. Though they often looked puzzled, the adults kept the truth

when Mommy could come

said those words, Briony felt a

Nina up and

Little Nina seemed to sense something was wrong and

more mature than his sister maybe because of what he'd gone through when his father was gravely ill. It was as if he'd always known that Mommy's illness was

to take her medicine and eat more. He promised to behave, to look after