Chapter ４５

[Alex's perspective]

"What?" Charlie said

"I heard your conversation with Mary."

I held him tight again.

"Charlie, what are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing"

Seeing that he refused to tell me, I had to hold him tighter.

"Charlie, do you still love me?"

He was silent for a moment and said.

"Love, I love you!"

"Then why do you do this? Why can’t we face it together? For so many years ... What else can't we face, there's so much suffering that we had gone through.. "

The more I said it, the more sad I was, and the uncontrolled tears dripped on the back of his hand.

He just held me tight.

For a long time, he said aloud.

"Alex ... Alex ... I have stomach cancer ..."

Hearing this, I was psychologically prepared, but I was beaten into a fright at that moment.

"Stomach ... stomach cancer?"

I hugged the person in front of me tightly, with great effort, for fear that he might escape.

"Early stage stomach cancer?" I asked hopefully.

"Early ..."

"Well, it's not so bad ..."