Husband's Death Countdown

In the third year of marriage, I suddenly forgave my husband who had a habit of cheating.

I quit my job and transformed into a housemaid, tirelessly serving him and his mistress.

The divorce agreement that I managed to get with great difficulty, I tore it into pieces in front of him.

Everyone thought I was crazy, but they didn't know, my husband was diagnosed with a terminal illness, with at most two months left to live.

Once he dies, I can inherit his billions and travel the world on a luxury yacht with a young lover.

With only three days left, I already paid the yacht deposit, but then I found an additional page behind the diagnosis.

Looking at the words on it, I felt dizzy.

It turns out that the person with the terminal illness wasn't him, it was me!