Thalia Rourke

The day I received the cancer diagnosis report was the Qixi Festival.
To avoid worrying my husband and son, I lied about working overtime and went out alone to relax.
However, I ended up seeing my husband and his first love holding hands with my son, looking like a family.
The man I stayed with in the basement sneered, "Song Wanwan, you've been in Su Xiaoyue's place for so many years, it's time to give it back."
The boy I lulled to sleep countless nights stood in front of the mistress:
"Aunt Xiaoyue is gentle and cooks well; I want her to be my mom."
They all wished me dead.
And I was indeed nearing death.
But why, when I was dying, did these people rush to my bedside, kneeling and begging me not to leave!
Moreover, surprisingly to everyone, my husband's pure first love, turned out to have such a complicated past.

After Song Wanwan's Betrayal, Husband and Son Beg Her Not to Die on Qixi

Looking at the medical report in my hand, tears streamed down uncontrollably.


Breast cancer, metastasis, days are numbered.


Yet when on the phone, I had to try hard to control my tone, trying not to be found out:


"Honey, I'm working late tonight, probably won't be back until after ten..."


The person on the other end paused, then calmly responded, "I got it."


I don't know if it was an illusion, but his tone seemed to carry a hint of relief.


Over the years, Gu Ze's attitude has always been indifferent.


We're an old couple, maybe that's just the norm.


I looked up outside, nightfall was upon us, quite a few couples strolled hand in hand.


In this long night, I could only wander aimlessly to while away the time.


Chapter 1