Chapter 6
Looked at the broken pieces on the ground and could only find a lawyer to prepare again.
I contacted a lawyer to sell the shares of my father’s company that I held.
I was a dying man, and these shares meant nothing to me anymore. I donated the money from selling the shares and kept only enough for a living.
I slowly started to adapt to a life without Zavier, experiencing a freedom that I could never have imagined in prison.
A week later, Zavier came to see me again, but this time he no longer had his usual arrogance.
“Juliana, come back with me when you’re done causing a scene. What can’t we discuss properly? Why do we have to get a divorce?”
He didn’t expect me to be so determined.
I had already made it clear, but he still wouldn’t give up. “Zavier, I know what you want. But you should have heard that I have already sold my shares, I have nothing left for you to exploit, you don’t need to bother me anymore.”
Upon hearing this, Zavier said, “No, I didn’t mean to take advantage of you. What I said that day was just out of anger.”
His voice became smaller and smaller, and he became less and less confident.
“Zavier, don’t you think this statement is hypocritical? Are you really saying you never considered buying shares?” I asked him in response.
Zavier fell silent, his ambition laid bare. He left in a disheveled state.
At night, I lay in bed, my stomach ached as if being twisted by a knife.
Despite taking painkillers, it had no effect.
I opened my eyes and looked at the moonlight outside the window, not knowing how much longer t
could see it.
I fell asleep without knowing when.
When I woke up again, I found myself in a hospital, the white ceiling and the pungent smell of disinfectant made me realize that this was not a dream.
avier
pushed the door open and saw that I had woken up. He quickly approached and asked, “Are you awake? Is there anywhere that doesn’t feel well? I’ll go call the doctor.” As he spoke, he turned to leave, but I grabbed onto his sleeve, and he seemed to understand what I wanted to ask.
“I went to your house to look for you, and knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.
I was worried that something had happened to you, so I found a locksmith to open the door. When I went in, I found you unconscious, so I quickly brought you to the hospital.”
Zavier called the doctor over.
The doctor looked at Zavier and asked, “Are you the patient’s family member?” Zavier nodded.
“The patient is now in the advanced stage of stomach cancer, and the condition is very serious. There is a possibility of danger at any time. The family members should be mentally prepared and try to fulfill the patient’s wishes as much as possible.”
The doctor’s words hit Zavier’s heart like a heavy hammer.
“You said my wife had late–stage stomach cancer? How is that possible? It must be a misdiagnosis, please recheck!”
Zavier refused to believe and tightly grasped the doctor’s clothes.
I interrupted him and said, “Zavier, stop it. I know my body well, and I have had this illness for a long time.” Zavier looked at me with red eyes and said, “Why didn’t you tell me? I could have found the best doctors and taken you to the best hospital for treatment.”
At this moment, his appearance makes me feel like he still loves me, but his past actions have completely killed my heart.
“There was no need, where were you when I was sick? Where were you when I needed treatment? It’s too late to say these things now,” I said coldly.
Zavier knelt by the side of my bed, holding my hand tightly. “I didn’t know it would turn out like this; I was just angry at you; I really never thought it would come to this.”
“I don’t want to have any connection with you anymore. You let me go, and I’ll let you go too. Let’s let each other go. As for me now, I just want to peacefully spend the remaining time.”
My
Zavier seemed unsure of how to respond and just knelt there blankly.
tone was calm yet resolute, and every word felt like a farewell to the past.
