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

"I've got cancer, I'm dying soon." This sentence has been repeated countless times.


Gu Ze didn't stubbornly refute me like before, but he still didn't believe it.


"You're in such good shape, how could you really have cancer?"


I weakly smiled and took out my medical record book.


This is the only Class-A hospital nearby; I've always come here for any minor ailments.


The thick medical record is filled with years of my pain and fragility.


Gu Ze slowly flipped through it, his brow gently furrowing.


This medical record has some years on it; it's obvious I couldn't have faked it in a short period.


As Gu Ze flipped through the book, I slowly began to speak: "It's not that I'm healthy; I just didn't want to disturb you with these things."


Gu Ze's hand trembled as he turned the pages.


Chapter 11