Chapter 1

During our medical aid mission with my husband in a border war zone, his pure love contracted a deadly virus.

That day, he gave the last experimental vaccine to his pure love, while he stayed behind in the war zone forever due to exposure to the pathogen.

Only then did I realize I was just a passerby in his military career.

Reborn and returned to our time at military medical school.

Back then, he was still just a spirited medical intern.

When he learned his pure love was going to join the medical team in Africa, he gave up the best military hospital position without hesitation.

Watching his resolute figure walk away, I let go of all expectations.

Eight years later, we reunited at an international medical summit.

By then, he had become the chief expert for the World Health Organization.

Seeing me standing at the lab entrance, he frowned:

"Serenity, you really are like a lingering ghost."

"Stop appearing in front of me. Even if another 80 years pass, I won't look back."

I smiled gently, turning to walk towards our daughter who was observing cells in the culture room.

But he seemed stung, his face contorting:

"Are you insane? You'd marry and have a child with just anyone to make me jealous?"

"You think this will make me change my mind?"

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Through the protective glass of the laboratory, that tall figure caused me to momentarily lose focus, my fingertips pausing on the control panel for a few seconds.

Who would have thought that my reunion with Zoran would be at Harvard's annual virus prevention and control conference?

In the center of the venue, he had his arm around Vivienne's slender waist, chatting animatedly with experts from various countries. There was no trace left of the man who once worked tirelessly day and night saving lives in the war zone.

"Professor Channing is amazing, becoming Harvard's youngest director of virus research at just thirty-five. He's truly a legend in the medical field!"

"Indeed impressive. Being specially invited by the Rockefeller Institute this time, his future prospects are limitless."

"And this must be the renowned Dr. Winters? You two lovebirds have finally tied the knot."

Faced with everyone's compliments, Zoran smiled warmly:

"Vivienne is the love of my life. We hope you all can grace us with your presence at our wedding next month in Geneva."

"We'll definitely be there." A chorus of affirmative responses rang out.

At this moment, a former medical school classmate spoke up:

"Professor Channing, you and Dr.Why did Dr. Winters, a star since medical school, take eight years to finally tie the knot?"

Hearing this question, I set down the test tube in my hand and unconsciously glanced towards the podium.

To be honest, I was curious too.

After all, he was the kind of man who would sacrifice his life for Vivienne.

In his previous life, when news came that Vivienne had contracted a virus in the war zone, he didn't hesitate to inject himself with an experimental vaccine carrying the virus, forever remaining in that war-torn land.

After being reborn, he immediately gave up his position at the military hospital to follow Vivienne to the medical team in Africa.

However, puzzlingly, this perfect couple had yet to walk down the aisle even now.

There must be a hidden reason behind this.

On the podium, Zoran's smile suddenly froze, a flicker of unease passing through his eyes.

"Vivienne is the most important person in my life. I want to give her the very best of everything."

"Every ounce of effort I've put in at the war zone over these years has been to ensure that when the time comes, she can host a wedding that will astound the medical world as the wife of a WHO expert."

As his words faded, his gaze, fixed on Vivienne, was filled with tenderness.Vivienne pursed her lips in a soft smile. "Having you by my side is the best promise."

Watching this tender scene, I suddenly understood something.

So this is what it looks like when Zoran truly loves someone - so attentive and thoughtful.

Completely unlike his indifference towards me years ago. We might as well have been different people.

Back then, no matter how hard I tried, he remained unmoved.

It wasn't until I contracted a virus in the war zone and his father pressured him with the family's reputation that he was forced to work with me.

I was tired of this hypocritical scene and turned to leave the lab.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed a little girl with a ponytail fiddling with something under a microscope in the culture room.

I sighed and quickly walked over.

In my haste, I accidentally knocked over a petri dish on the shelf.

A piercing alarm immediately sounded.

"This is a Biosafety Level 4 lab!"

"How could you enter here so carelessly!"