Candy Yaya

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!

Husband's Death Countdown

Two months ago, I received an authoritative medical report sent from overseas.


It stated that Lu Jingcheng was infected with over a dozen sexually transmitted diseases, beyond medical help, with at most two months to live.


Now, there are only the last four days left on the countdown.


I was not surprised by this result, in fact, I had been anticipating it for a long time.


Lu Jingcheng and I entered a commercial marriage; I was in it for his money, he was in it for my reputation. Both of us had impure motives, so all we cared about was keeping up appearances to avoid disgracing our families.


However, soon after the marriage, Lu Jingcheng tore off his polite facade and started carousing in nightclubs every night.


That's when I realized his prestigious overseas education background was all fake. In reality, he's just a second-generation rich kid squandering his family fortune, changing women more often than socks.


By then, it was too late for regrets. Knowing that I wanted a divorce, Lu Jingcheng shamelessly resorted to being a rogue.


He claimed there were no divorces in his family, only widows.


I tried every tactic, both soft and hard, to finally obtain a divorce agreement with his signature in the third year of our marriage.


The price I paid was shedding a layer of skin; I would receive none of his assets and even had to surrender half of my own wealth.


I was ready to accept it, but on the eve of the divorce, I unexpectedly received that medical report.


As long as I grit my teeth and endure for two more months, waiting for Lu Jingcheng to kick the bucket.


I can also rightfully inherit his billion-dollar assets, becoming a single, rich woman living it up!


Overnight, in my eyes, Lu Jingcheng turned from a disgusting sewer rat into a golden hen about to lay eggs any day.


Even if I have to pinch my nose, I must endure these last two months!


So, in front of the lawyers from both sides, I tore up the divorce agreement, repeatedly declaring that my feelings for Lu Jingcheng were as solid as gold, and that I loved him to the core, willing to forgive all his mistakes.


Moreover, I dismissed all the maids claiming that Lu Jingcheng had lost weight recently and needed someone who knew him well to take care of him, while I quit my job to serve him myself.


Once unaccustomed to chores, I even learned to cook and do housework for him, sparing no effort at all.


No matter if he brought women home every night, I never got angry but expressed concern, serving tea and water, more obsequious than the madames at the clubs.


Everyone thought I had gone crazy, or that Lu Jingcheng had bewitched me with some leverage he held over me.


But only I knew, dismissing the maids was to prevent anyone from noticing his abnormal condition and sending him for a check-up.


Indulging him in sensual pleasures was because two months felt too long; I wished he would die sooner.


The more notches I carved on the wall, the closer I got to the happiness within my grasp!


As I walked out the door, I swept away the previous gloom and regained my vigor.


Not even reaching the stairway, I heard a new round of "battle" had already begun below.


The location was in front of our wedding photo, of all places.


But I merely closed the door calmly, preparing to go out and buy groceries.


As I passed the downstairs, Lu Jingcheng, with his twisted sense of humor, made Liu Feifei look up.


"What are you afraid of? She wouldn't dare do anything to you; show me more generosity!"


Lu Jingcheng lifted Liu Feifei's chin, making her look at me.


I just gave them a faint smile and then walked out the door.


"Brother Cheng, she really is such a useless waste..."


Behind me came Liu Feifei's voice full of scorn.


My good days are just around the corner!


Chapter 2