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My husband's childhood sweetheart had a check-up at my hospital and was unfortunately diagnosed with cervical cancer.
After triple-checking, I took the report home to urge her to start treatment immediately.
Not only did she refuse to believe it, but she also wrapped her arms around my husband's neck and slowly sat on his lap, acting coy.
"Tiernan, is sister just bitter that she can't have children herself, so she can't stand to see me happy?"
My good intentions were completely disregarded. I looked at her provocative gaze and laughed bitterly in anger.
My husband, who usually dotes on me endlessly, furrowed his brow in clear disapproval.
What he said next left me frozen in place.
"Lacey, when did you become so vicious?"
"How dare you curse Scarlett with infertility."

After His Mistress Diagnosed With Cervical Cancer

Upon waking from a deep sleep, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly looked at me, hesitating to speak.


"Lacey... Scarlett says... she wants a wedding..."


I was stunned by his words, not understanding what Scarlett's desire for a wedding had to do with me.


Tiernan, in the next moment, apologetically cleared up my confusion.


"Scarlett doesn't know how long she has left to live. I can't bear to deny her this wish."


The implication was... Tiernan was going to marry Scarlett.


"We've been divorced for a long time. Whoever you want to marry is your own business. You don't need to tell me."


I stated the established fact with a wooden expression, feeling no ripples in my heart.


I even felt relieved that they were getting married. This way, I wouldn't have to hide anymore, fearing Tiernan might discover the child.


He, however, took this as me saying one thing but meaning another, and put on a dramatic performance of deep emotion.


Chapter 8