I always thought Liam hated my guts. That’s why, when I was dragged into a dead-end alley by a gang of thugs, I didn’t even call him for help. I was sent to the hospital covered in bruises and blood. The doctor asked me sympathetically if I had any last words for my family. "Tell Liam Sterling I’m dying, and I won’t bother him anymore." Three years into our marriage, Liam had asked for a divorce 99 times. He even drugged me and sent me to another man’s bed just to get rid of me. My death would finally set him free. But I never expected what happened next. At my funeral, Liam, eyes bloodshot, decapitated those thugs to bury with me. His hands stained with blood, he threw away his cancer diagnosis with trembling fingers. Then, he swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills and lay quietly in my coffin. "Cece, I’m coming with you." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Liam asked for a divorce for the 99th time. He looked down, tossing the divorce papers at me. "My new girl is pregnant. She’s demanding a title. Don’t be a dog in the manger. Just sign it." I tore the papers to shreds without hesitation. Red-eyed, I hugged him tight. "Bullshit! You didn't tell me you were sick. Do you think dying alone in silence makes you cool?" ... Liam was stunned, looking up at me. A flicker of light appeared in his beautiful eyes, then quickly faded. He lit a cigarette, sitting lazily on the sofa, sneering. "Cece, you’ve been watching too many soap operas, haven’t you?" His smile was indifferent as he deliberately blew a smoke ring into my face. "I got bored of you a long time ago." "Our relationship is dead. Let's part on good terms and make room for my new love." The strong smell of smoke assaulted my nose. It made me want to cough. I had to admit, Liam knew me well. He knew I hated the smell of smoke, so he deliberately used it to provoke me when asking for a divorce. I printed out the digital copy of his cancer diagnosis. Red-eyed, I threw it at him. "Then tell me, what is this?" His gaze slowly fell on the paper, his expression blank, devoid of emotion. After a long while, he scoffed. He tore it into pieces. "Where did you forge this fake medical report? Late-stage cancer? Cece, if you don't want a divorce, just say so. Why curse me?" He threw his hand up, and the paper scraps fell like snow. Liam was done. "If you tore up the divorce agreement, there are more. When you figure it out, print one and sign it yourself." "My girl is waiting for our date. I don't have time for you." With a lazy expression, he got up to leave. I hesitated for two seconds, then chased after him. "Liam Sterling, don't think you can get rid of me." "You want a divorce? I won't sign. Let's see what you can do about it." I started playing the rogue. Liam paused, leaving two cold words: "Suit yourself." So, I started my shameless stalking mode. When Liam went to a company meeting, I waited at the office entrance. When he drove to date his new love, I took a taxi to tail him. "Driver, can you go faster? Follow that car in front." The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror. "Miss, that young couple looks so in love. Why are you stalking them?" I gritted my teeth. "That man is my husband." The driver immediately looked sympathetic, straightened up, and patted his chest. "Don't worry. I guarantee we won't lose them." They stopped at the entrance of a shopping mall. 2 Liam got out first, went around, and opened the passenger door. A young girl threw herself into his arms. Talking and laughing, they walked into the mall arm in arm. I bit my lip. Even knowing he was acting, my heart still stung. I remembered in my past life, Liam provoked me like this too. To rush me into agreeing to the divorce. He even brought the girl to our marital bed, stripped naked, and cuddled with her to show off their love to me. That was when my heart completely died. I signed the divorce papers, ready to move out and find a place, but I was dragged into a dead-end alley by a group of thugs. They humiliated me, treating me roughly like a toy. Severe pain shot through me as they tore out half my hair. My teeth felt like they were knocked out because they smashed my head with a brick from the roadside. Dizzy and dazed, I remembered the year our love was purest. Liam held me gently and set his number as the emergency contact on my phone. "Cece, if you're in danger, call me first. I'll always be there." I struggled to find Liam's number, but hesitated the moment I was about to dial. I remembered his disgusted look. Maybe he was flirting with his new love and didn't want to be disturbed by me. Later, even when I was bruised all over, sent to the hospital, and critically ill, I still didn't contact Liam. It became our eternal farewell. Now, across an intersection, Liam had his arm around the girl's waist, chuckling in her ear, saying something. He glanced in my direction occasionally. I steeled my heart, got out of the car, and rushed toward them. Sensing my blatant stare, Liam and the girl paused, looking back at me strangely. "Babe, didn't you say you'd divorce that old hag at home soon? Why is she chasing us again?" Liam's gaze slowly fell on me, frowning, but he said nothing. He seemed to be waiting for an explanation from me. I smiled and shrugged. "Don't mind me. Carry on." I remembered Liam's new love. Her name was Ivy. She looked innocent and cute, completely different from a shrew like me. Since six months ago, when Liam started frequently asking for a divorce, he was with Ivy every time he stayed out all night. Seeing me sticking to them like a band-aid. Ivy felt uncomfortable, frequently looking back at me. She hugged Liam's arm and whined. "Babe, is your wife crazy?" "Why does she keep following us? Is she sick?" Liam finally couldn't take it anymore, turning back to stare at me coldly. "Cece, you're scaring my girl." He shielded her behind him, afraid I would hurt her. But six years ago. He shielded me just like this, regardless of everything. He watched the stars with me, went to the desert with me, and saved the last sip of water for me when we were dying of thirst. Even when I was entangled with my ex-boyfriend and betrayed him many times. He still loved me. In my past life, I couldn't understand. Could such a devoted person suddenly change his heart? So I went crazy, aiming my jealous gaze at that young, beautiful girl, Ivy. Jealousy makes people mad. It blinded me to Liam's intentions. But now I knew the whole story. I crossed my arms, admiring Liam's acting, and suddenly laughed. "Liam, your acting is still a bit lacking. Trying to fool me is actually kind of hard." 3 Liam withdrew his gaze, saying nothing. He lowered his head and kissed Ivy on the lips. The girl blushed instantly, looking up at him shyly, her eyes full of joy. I froze in place, my face pale. Liam looked at me with a calculating gaze, naturally putting his arm around the girl's waist. "Do you still think I'm acting now?" He even pulled up a hotel reservation on his phone and shoved it in my face. "Look clearly. I really fell in love with someone else. I changed." "Cece, stop thinking I'm putting on a show for you. It makes you look narcissistic." Seeing my silence, Liam invited me with a half-smile. "We're getting a room tonight. If you're interested, want to come watch?" Red-eyed with anger, I ran away on the spot. Seeing me storm into a taxi and disappear completely from the street. Liam withdrew his gaze, expressionlessly letting go of Ivy. "I'll have the driver take you back." Ivy's rosy face turned pale instantly. She bit her lip hard, timidly tugging at Liam's cuff. "Didn't you promise to go shopping with me? And tonight we were going to..." Seeing Liam's cold face, the girl's voice grew smaller and smaller. "Miss Ivy, she's gone. No need to act anymore." "I'll settle today's fee as planned. Go shopping by yourself." Hiding around the corner, I saw this scene and smirked. Liam didn't know I was this smart. I pretended to get into the taxi, went a bit down the road, and had the driver turn back. I wanted to see with my own eyes how they would wrap this up. I thought they were really going to get a room, film a video, or even livestream it for me. Turns out Liam only had these few tricks. When Liam turned to leave, his face was a bit pale. His hand clutched his abdomen, making my face change drastically. No wonder he looked like he was holding on just now. Was the illness acting up? However, Ivy knew none of this. Still immersed in sadness, she turned alone to walk into the mall. "Ivy." I called out to her. "Why is it you again?" The girl looked back in surprise. "How do you know my name?" I held my head high, smiling as I handed her the documents from the private investigator. "I know everything. Liam is sick, late-stage cancer. He didn't want to drag me down, so he hired you to act and force me into a divorce." Guilt surfaced on Ivy's face. She stammered, "You're lying! Liam and I are real. Otherwise, how would I be pregnant with his child?" She placed her hand gently on her swollen belly. There was clearly a little life in there. My smile deepened. "That child is your boyfriend's, right? Definitely not Liam's." "Because he has never touched you." The girl's face turned as pale as paper. "How... how do you know all this?" In my past life, that girl came to find me, crying and saying Liam coughed up blood, asking me to go see him. She said the person Liam loved had always been me. Immersed in the anger and jealousy of betrayal, I thought she was taunting me. My gaze fell on her belly, my tone sharp. "If he really liked me, how could he get you pregnant?" "He hates my guts, right?" "I'll agree to divorce him. You two dogs deserve each other." Later I learned, that was the worst time Liam coughed up blood. He dyed the whole bathtub red. 4 He was sent to the hospital by his assistant. The assistant cried his eyes out, saying he wanted to call me. But he was stopped by Liam's weak hand. "Don't... don't disturb her." "She should forget me and have a new life." In my past life, I didn't know until after I died that Liam never betrayed me. He hid his love very, very deep. Even forcing me to divorce him before his death, he was doing everything he could to pave the way for my future. He was so good. How could I fail him? I took out a bank card and handed it to Ivy. "If I'm not wrong, you took this job because you needed money." "Ivy, whatever Liam pays you, I'll give you double. Only one condition—" "Next time Liam calls you, refuse him." No one hates money. Ivy hesitated, took the bank card, and agreed. As I was leaving, she called out to me. "Cece, Liam really loves you. You're very lucky." "I also think, even if he only has a few months left, you should be together properly, spending every precious minute and second." I smiled at her and turned to leave. Having handled all this, I took a taxi home, wanting to clarify things with Liam. I wasn't afraid of him being a burden at all. I loved him. Even if only one day of life remained, I wanted to be with him. But I searched every room in the villa and didn't see Liam. I called his assistant, who said he didn't know either. Liam didn't let the driver follow him and went out alone. Panicked and scared, afraid he had an accident alone outside, I searched for him like a madwoman. I searched all his favorite places, but no one was there. Until I went to the place we first met. Liam was indeed there. He was leaning alone under the big locust tree by the river, staring blankly, smoking. His eyes were pale, occasionally showing pain, his other hand pressing hard against his abdomen. I knew, he must be hurting again. "Let's go. To the hospital." Holding back sobs, I reached out to pull him. Liam didn't expect me to be there and froze for a moment. Just for a second, then he sneered and threw off my hand. "Cece, aren't you annoying?" "I told you, I hate you the most. Can you stop being so thick-skinned, always hanging around me?" I watched his mouth open and close. I didn't hear a word. I only saw his lips were so pale they had no color at all. I lost control of my emotions and hugged him again. "Liam, didn't you say? In sickness and in health, you want to be with me." "Why, why are you pushing me away?"
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