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

Walking home in a daze, I suddenly realized that at some point, the sky had already lightened.


Had I not seen Lu Jingcheng lying in the bathroom, bloodied and mangled, I would have truly thought I was dreaming.


Lu Jingcheng had scrubbed the festering areas on his body until they were a bloody mess, some places even deep enough to expose bone!


When he saw me return, he suddenly started to cry.


"Help, please help me, I don't want to die!"


He lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, completely unable to move.


If it weren't for him, perhaps Brother never would have seen a chance to save me, and thus wouldn't have risked rescuing me in this life.


Ultimately, the karmic ties between him, Brother, and me are an unsolvable dilemma.


Seeing that I ignored him, Lu Jingcheng finally cried out to me, "Don't, don't leave me here alone to die, can you stay with me? Just for a little while, just a little while..."


He choked up, crying so heartbreakingly.


Chapter 9