Faye turned on the lights and searched around, but found no trace of any surprise.
Just as she was about to go downstairs to ask for an explanation, her sharp eyes caught sight of a folder on the table.
She opened it with curiosity, his face filled with disbelief.
Faye panicked, now fully awake, clutching her head in anguish.
A hospital diagnosis?!
Only one month left to live...
Her hand holding the folder trembled, her legs giving out as she fell to her knees, she let out an angry cry.
"No! It's impossible! He must be lying to me!"
But when she went downstairs, she found I was already gone.
Faye broke out in cold sweat, trying to reassure herself while hurriedly picking up her phone to call me.
"Asher! Are you trying to fool me with a fake diagnosis? Where are you?"
"Yeah, it's fake. I specially got a doctor from a top-tier hospital to trick you. Do you believe that?"