NovelEnglishChapter 1 After graduating from college, I dumped my penniless boyfriend and left the country with a trust fund baby.
Two years later, I was dumped. I returned to the country to find out that my ex-boyfriend had been succeeding in his field.
He pulled all sorts of tricks to marry me. Everyone said that he was deeply in love withand was willing to bury the hatchet, but they did not know that he had been making his way through countless lovers as revenge on me. He askedwhy I did not care or feel jealous about it. With a smile, I looked at him. "I'm already dying anyway. What does it matter?" On our third wedding anniversary, Leonard was setting off fireworks with Lily together on the beach. Curling up on the sofa, I called him again and again.
"I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable..." As the robotic female voice rang in my ears again, I blacked out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI was lying in a hospital bed when I woke up. The doctor, Patrick Price, was hesitant to speak while he looked at me.
Calmly, I asked, "How much longer can I live?" Patrick tried to comfort me. "There's still hope if you have surgery now and undergo chemotherapy periodically." Expressionless, I stared at the ceiling. "This is my second relapse." As my chest throbbed in pain, beads of cold sweat formed on my forehead.
"Ms. Green, there is a new drug that could suppress cancer cells. Each injection costs 50 thousand dollars.
"As long as you use the drug for six months after the surgery..." Patrick suddenly stopped speaking. He knew I could not afford it.
Despite being the wife of Harmon Group's president, I was penniless. If not, I would not have had to delay treatment for my medical condition.
Getting up from the hospital bed, I packed my clothes. "Let's schedule the surgery first." I should be able to afford the surgery if it was a few thousand dollars. Touching the pendant on my chest, I felt a mixture of emotions.
When I was back in my neighborhood, I went over to thank the neighbor, Agatha Johnson.
She looked atsympathetically. "What are you thankingfor? You should thank Buddy. I wouldn't have found out that you fainted if it was not for his barking. "Thank god the ambulance got here in time. You young people need to take better care of your body." Buddy was the Labrador retriever I had adopted a month after Leonard and I got married. That day, he brought a woman back to our home.
They did not bother to stop what they were doing even after seeingarrive home. They were so loud that it sounded like they were desperate forto hear them. After that, he told me, "If you play with fire, you'll get burned. I begged you so many times back then, but you never looked back. You're getting what you deserve now." We had a huge fight. Distressed, I left hand happened to see Buddy. Suffering from canine distemper, he was abandoned at the vet's doorstep. The vet complained as he carried the desperate dog inside. As his hopeless eyes met mine, I felt my heart aching so badly. Just like me, he was already suffering from a serious medical condition and was dying. We had both been abandoned by someone.
Later, I gave the vet my gold necklace to save Buddy's life. He was the one who had savedthis time. He nuzzled my leg and looked athappily. Feeling a lump in my throat, I did not dare to pet his head. "Ms. Agatha, I might have to be hospitalized for a while. Could you helptake care of Buddy?" Agatha's golden retriever had just passed away last year, so I knew she would certainly helpout. As expected, she readily agreed and toldto focus on my recovery.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI felt relieved as I watched Buddy go with her. He would at least have someone to care for him once I passed away.
But when I went back home, I realized I had overestimated myself. I did not have the money for the surgery. Indeed, Leonard was generous enough to getthe most expensive clothes, bags, and jewelry. I was always the glamorous Mrs. Harmon in the public eye.
But in private, I would have to get his permission to wear the gowns and jewelry to events. Only then would his secretary open the cabforremotely.
He said that I did not deserve to enjoy these items as I pleased since I had never contributed to this family.
I glanced at my phone again. The company staff were still discussing Leonard and Lily's outing yesterday in the gossip group chat.
"Is Mr. Harmon serious this time? Doesn't he date different mistresses every month?" "It has to be. Lily has been with him for almost three months now." "They were setting off fireworks on the beach on Valentine's yesterday. How romantic! Did you guys see Lily's diamond necklace? It was so shiny!" "Didn't we attend Mr. Harmon's wedding on Valentine's Day though?"
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