The CEO's wife, suffering from terminal cancer, is filled with regret!

My wife's ideal woman died on the day we got married.

She believed I had killed her "white moonlight" (ideal love), so she took me to the police station. In the end, I was released without charge due to insufficient evidence.

A few years into our marriage, she would often hysterically yell at me, "Why wasn't it you who died?"

But she didn't know that I was really going to die.

……

The city is bustling at night, but the villa is eerily quiet.

When I woke up, it was already 10 p.m.

My wife disappeared for three whole months. During those three months, I called her countless times, but she didn't answer.

Perhaps this time, she really doesn't want me anymore.

I chuckled self-deprecatingly, reached for the red wine on the coffee table, tilted my head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The red wine was sour and astringent, just like the three years we've been married.

"jingle!"

My phone rang, and I immediately started searching for it before swiping to answer.

"Xiao Xia, you..."

Before I could finish speaking, her tired voice came through the phone, "Come to the city's central hospital right away."

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

Fearing she might get hurt, I rushed to the city's central hospital that very night.

Twenty minutes later, I stumbled toward a ward, enduring the excruciating pain in my stomach.

It's been three months; she's been missing for a full three months.

If it weren't for special circumstances, she wouldn't have stayed away from home for so long.

I stood at the door of the ward, panting heavily, nervously tidying my messy hair, and apprehensively pushed open the door.

"Xia, what happened?"

The woman leaning against the window in the hospital room was noble and aloof; she was the wife I had been longing for day and night.

She looked at me expressionlessly, pointed at me, and said in a cold tone, "He's here. You can have your blood drawn now."

Sure enough, she didn't think of contacting me because she was injured.

I pursed my lips, my heart filled with bitterness. "Xia, I'm not feeling well, I'm afraid..."

Shen Zhixia stared at me mockingly, her eyes icy cold. "Ji Nanchen, what right do you have to say no? This is all you owe me!"

I owe her... and she still hates me so much.

I looked at her with a bitter smile, suppressing the dull pain in my heart, and patiently explained, "Xia, I've said it many times, his death has nothing to do with me..."

"enough!"

She interrupted me sharply, her eyes filled with resentment, "Either get a divorce, or have your blood drawn."

Divorce... No, I can't divorce her, she's my life.

I lowered my eyes, resignedly walked to the nurse and sat down.

Five months ago, I learned that my wife had found a young man who looked exactly like her ideal man.

The boy's name was Xu Jin, which was only one character different from her beloved Pei Jin.

The young man, seduced by money, became her favorite.

He suffers from a blood clotting disorder, and my blood type happens to be the same as his, so Shen Zhixia has another way to take revenge on me—I have become Xu Jin's mobile blood bank.

In the few seconds I was lost in thought, the nurse had already inserted the needle into my skin, and my blood slowly flowed out, bright red and glaring.

After the nurse drew 200cc of blood, perhaps noticing my pale face, she asked softly, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I replied in a hoarse voice.

After the nurse drew 400cc of blood, I felt my vision go black.

In the last second before I lost consciousness, I heard Shen Zhixia's indifferent voice, "Is this enough blood? If not, we can continue drawing blood."

It's been three years, and she still hates me so much.

If I die, will she be a little sad?

When I woke up again, all I saw was a white ceiling.

Birds were chirping outside the window, and there was no one else in the ward except me.

I got up, put on my shoes, and prepared to go home. As I passed a hospital room, I saw my wife sitting with her back to the door through the crack in the half-open door.

She was feeding her sweetheart, her voice gentler than ever before, asking, "Is it too hot?"

"It's not hot." Xu Jin shook her head slightly, her voice clear and bright. "Xiaxia, go back and rest for a while."

"I am not tired."

Shen Zhixia's voice sounded a little tired, but she didn't stop feeding him.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a docile lamb. From my angle, he looked about seven or eight parts like Pei Jin.

The person she loves has never changed.

When that person was still around, Shen Zhixia used to smile at me, but later... all she had left for me was hatred.

Perhaps my gaze was too intense, for Xu Jin, sitting on the hospital bed, turned to look at me with a hint of guilt on her face.

"Nan... Brother Nan Chen, I'm sorry, it's all because of my poor health that I've made you suffer..."

As his voice faded, Shen Zhixia turned to look at me, her expression icy, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

"Why aren't you going home? What are you doing staying in the hospital?"

I stood at the door of the ward, looking at Shen Zhixia's impatient expression, my heart aching.

How could any man in this world be willing to watch his wife cheat on him?

I wanted to go in and say something, but Shen Zhixia stood up and subtly blocked me, as if afraid that I would hurt Xu Jin.

"Ji Nanchen, if you're not feeling well, go back and rest properly. Don't pretend here."

Seeing her protective manner, I slightly curled my arms at my sides and softly asked, "Will you be back tonight?"

She frowned, remained silent for a long while, and then answered coldly, "It depends."

Looking at the defensiveness in her eyes, I suddenly felt tired.

I can't understand what I did wrong all these years to make her treat me like a thief.

In the three years of our marriage, she has been constantly involved in scandals, and I have never said anything. But is it possible for me to say that I don't care?

Shen Zhixia, I love you so much that I have nothing left.

I endured the pain in my stomach and turned to leave.

Just as I turned around, Xu Jin's voice came from the ward: "Xiaxia, his face looks very pale..."

"He's strong and healthy, it'll be fine for him to give you a little blood."

Look, the difference between loving and not loving is huge!

My stomach was cramping in waves. I pressed hard on my stomach, trying to ease the pain, but it had no effect at all.

It started raining outside the hospital sometime earlier. I walked towards the car in the rain, and after getting into the driver's seat, I stared blankly at the dark clouds in the sky.

The weather was just like this when we got our marriage certificate.

She said, "Ji Nanchen, it's just a marriage certificate. Don't even dream of getting my love, because you don't deserve it!"

Back then, I was young and arrogant, stubbornly believing that one day she would believe in me and fall in love with me, but reality slapped me hard in the face.

I clutched my stomach tightly and curled up into a ball.

Shen Zhixia, I'm tired...