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

When my phone suddenly popped up a call from Shen Zhixia, I froze for a second.

She rarely calls me first; almost every time she does, it's to humiliate me.

What's the reason this time?

I tried to convince myself not to answer the phone, but I was also afraid that she might be calling me because it was something urgent.

As soon as the call connected, Shen Zhixia's mocking voice came through the phone—

"Ji Nanchen, how are you feeling?"

For a moment, I thought she was concerned about my health.

But the tone of her voice when she said that clearly didn't mean what I thought.

I reached out and gripped the blanket tightly, gritting my teeth and asking in a trembling voice, "Did you arrange for someone to do what happened at my studio?"

"Yes!"

Shen Zhixia readily admitted what she had done, and spoke again in a light and cheerful tone, "Ji Nanchen, don't get angry now. If you can't even handle such a small thing, what are you going to do next?"

My body stiffened, and it felt like a sharp blade had stabbed into my chest and twisted around inside. I was so uncomfortable that I didn't know what to say.

I took a deep breath and gripped the blanket even tighter.

"Shen Zhixia, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want a divorce."

Shen Zhixia's voice was both playful and icy, "I received the divorce agreement you had your lawyer draft. The property and the car will all be mine after the divorce, Ji Nanchen. I didn't expect you to be so generous to me."

"Then...why don't you want a divorce?"

My hands, holding the phone, were slightly sweaty, and deep in my heart, those unwanted hopes still surfaced.

The next second, my hope was shattered.

Shen Zhixia's sneer came from the phone, utterly cold, "Ji Nanchen, don't even dream about it. I will never like a treacherous murderer like you in my entire life!"

"I'm not divorcing you, of course, so I can torment you!"

"I will make you wish you were dead for the rest of your life."

When I turned to look out the window, the sun was shining so brightly, so why did I feel so cold?

Shen Zhixia continued, "Ji Nanchen, if you still want a divorce, then your studio should be dissolved within this week."

I gritted my teeth and didn't say anything.

I know she hates me, wishes I were dead, but she won't let me die because she needs me to live to atone for Pei Jin's sins.

She feared that, apart from her, no one else in the world would remember Pei Jin.

But I clearly did nothing wrong.

After a while, Shen Zhixia's cold laughter came through the phone again.

"It seems that the studio you worked so hard to build doesn't hold that much importance in your heart."

I closed my eyes helplessly. "Shen Zhixia, I promise you, I won't make a fuss about divorce again."

"Great, then you can move back tonight."

Upon hearing this, I turned my head and looked at the IV drip that was still flowing.

I don't have much time left, so I'll move back home.

Just when I thought she was about to hang up, a familiar male voice suddenly came through, "Xiaxia, aren't you coming to my place tonight?"

"go."

Shen Zhixia's tone of voice was completely different from the tone she had used when she spoke to me just now.

They chatted freely on the phone about what to do that night, where to eat together, and where to travel together next time.

Their laughter and chatter felt like tiny, dense needles piercing my heart.

At first, I would feel sad, angry, and argue with her, but in the end, nothing changed.

She continued to have one ambiguous relationship after another, and those relationships started to resemble Pei Jin more and more. She also became more and more gentle and considerate towards those relationships.

"Shen Zhixia, how wonderful it would be if I had never met you."

If you hadn't saved me when I was locked in that dark room that year, perhaps I would be living an ordinary life now.

We met ten years ago, got married three years ago, and I have loved you for almost my entire life.

I silently protect you, worrying that you will be deceived by Pei Jin, worrying about your safety, and fearing that you will not have enough to eat or wear. I love you cautiously and humbly, yet I can never reach you.

"Shen Zhixia, I'm so tired..."

"Ji Nanchen, you have a long time to suffer, so just bear with it."

After saying this, Shen Zhixia hung up the phone immediately.

I lay quietly on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling, and slowly closed my eyes.

The next second, I suddenly opened my mouth, coughed, and spat out some bright red blood.

The crimson bloodstains on the white blankets were incredibly glaring. My consciousness slowly blurred, and everything I saw grew darker and darker...

Shen Zhixia, I'm so tired.

Just before I lost consciousness, I vaguely heard the ward nurse calling out, "Doctor, doctor, the patient in room 211 is vomiting blood and has fallen into a coma!"

My eyelids are so heavy that I can't open my eyes, but for some reason I can still hear sounds from the outside world.

I heard myself being wheeled into the emergency room, and I heard the doctor saying something.

"The patient continued to vomit blood, so we immediately prepared blood of the same type and arranged for a transfusion."

It hurts so much...

My stomach was cramping in waves, blood was flowing down my lips, and tears were falling.

Many of my past experiences flashed before my eyes like a slideshow, mostly fragments about Shen Zhixia...

Slowly, those fragments shattered, and the light that had been shining in disappeared.

The once gentle and kind Shen Zhixia has somehow become like this.

She transformed from the child who climbed through the window to save him into a little devil, cold and ruthless.

My life, in which I loved her with all my might, seems like a joke, utterly laughable.

"Oh no! The patient's breathing is slowing down, and his blood oxygen saturation is dropping. The situation is getting more and more dangerous. Quickly, get the family to sign the critical condition notice!"

"Xiao Yin, hurry and find the head doctor to perform emergency surgery!"

"Drip drip..."

A piercing machine noise rang out, and I seemed to slowly lose the ability to hear them talking.

Not long after, I vaguely heard a nurse rush in, shouting, "Dr. Lin, the patient's family hasn't arrived yet, what should we do?"

Later, Meng Jinghuai came and signed my critical condition notice.

The attending physician who arrived immediately directed them to perform cardiac resuscitation on me, and the sounds I could hear gradually became clearer.

When I forced my eyes open, I saw Meng Jinghuai, my eyes filled with guilt towards him.

He owes me nothing, yet he has done so much for me.

The next second, I felt him grasp my cold hand. "Nan Chen, don't speak, and don't give up your chance to live. I went to so much trouble to save you, not so you could leave without saying goodbye."

“You have to treat me to a meal when you wake up. We also need to go back to school together to see our former head teacher. There are so many things we can do together…”