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Three years into my cancer battle, my husband suggested I get my will notarized.
Two days before the notarization, he abandoned me on the highway to meet our daughter's yoga instructor.
As my stomach cancer flared up, he was busy making out with the female teacher in his car.
I begged the highway patrol to call him. When they got through, I heard a woman's passionate moans.
My husband answered the phone impatiently:
"I don't have time to deal with a sick person! Wait until she's dead, then call me to collect the body!"
The first thing I did upon waking up in the hospital was cancel my will notarization appointment.

I Battled Terminal Illness While He Flirted With a Dancer

On the day Lorne went abroad, he sent me a message that I still remember.


"Elowen, people don't always make the right choices. Marriage isn't that simple. Whenever you look back, I'll definitely be there."


Looking back now, I distanced myself from Lorne for Alec's sake.


"What kind of relationship do Lorne and I have? It's none of your business."


"I tell you one more time, we're already divorced!"


Hearing these words, Alec grabbed my hand like a madman and ran out of the venue.


In the crowd, I saw Lorne's anxious face.


Due to nervousness, my stomach started to cramp up again.


But Alec paid no attention, slamming on the gas pedal.


I held my stomach with one hand and grabbed the handle with the other, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.


Chapter 8