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

I lowered my eyes, my mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

It's just washing clothes for Xu Jin. Trading my freedom and the fact that my studio won't be targeted is worth it.

"Okay, it's a deal."

After agreeing to her request, I turned and headed upstairs to finish the design draft from last time today.

Before chemotherapy, I had promised my partner Lin Ruiyang that I would give him the design drawings for that side job, but later I was injured in a suicide attempt, so I only sent him the first draft.

After I finished chemotherapy, I received a message from him—

I've refined your initial design and submitted it to the client. They were very satisfied and requested five more garments in a similar style, to be delivered this month.

When I saw the text message, my heart warmed. I knew that he was actually trying to find me work so that I could earn more money.

I assured him that I would definitely submit the manuscript before the end of the month.

After I got back to my bedroom, I immediately found the tablet and stylus I had used to draw the sketches and got ready to start working.

That evening, when I went downstairs, there was an extra person in the villa—Wang Ma.

Wang Ma is the wife of driver Uncle Wang and a maid at the Shen family's old house. She is skilled in cooking and housework.

As soon as she saw me come downstairs, she immediately came over and bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Ji, Miss asked me to come and take care of your daily needs."

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wang."

After saying this in a gentle voice, I walked straight to the kitchen.

Since I married Shen Zhixia, Shen Zhixia dismissed all the servants in the villa, citing that she was not used to having servants in her home.

From then on, I took care of all her daily needs, including her meals and the cleaning of the villa.

She called the servants from the Shen family's old house over because she was afraid Xu Jin wouldn't eat well there, or rather, she was afraid that Xu Jin would be beaten by me again without her knowledge.

Shen Zhixia looked at Xu Jin with the same intensity as if she were looking at her own eyes.

When I came out of the kitchen to pour water, I immediately saw Shen Zhixia still sitting on the sofa.

Why is she still here?

As if she had heard my thoughts, Shen Zhixia turned to look at me and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You're shocked to see me?"

Why didn't you go to the company?

In my understanding, Shen Zhixia single-handedly supports the Shen Group. She has many things to handle every day and hardly any free time.

This is the first time I've seen her stay at home for so long.

"I've finished dealing with company matters, so I don't need to go back for now."

I nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and turned to walk upstairs.

That afternoon, I was so engrossed in my work that it was already 7:30 p.m. when the door to my bedroom was knocked.

Wang Ma stood outside the door and said respectfully, "Mr. Ji, dinner is ready. You can come downstairs to eat."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Wang."

After calling out towards the bedroom door, I looked down at the drawing on my tablet and finished finishing the hem of a garment.

When I went downstairs to eat, I saw Shen Zhixia sitting at the table.

She actually stayed to have dinner with me.

I was surprised by Shen Zhixia's behavior, but I didn't show it at all.

After I sat down at the table, Shen Zhixia picked up her chopsticks and said calmly, "Let's eat."

This is the first time in our three years of marriage that we've eaten together at the same table, and in such a harmonious atmosphere.

We ate the meal quietly.

After dinner, I went straight back to the master bedroom to continue working on the design drafts.

I had just sat down when the door to the master bedroom was pushed open.

When I turned my head, I met Shen Zhixia's indifferent gaze.

She frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, "Is it strange that I go back to my own room to sleep?"

"No."

I suppressed the strange feeling in my heart and lowered my head, trying to finish the design draft as soon as possible, but I just couldn't calm down.

Shen Zhixia was lying on the bed, propping her head up with one hand and staring at me.

I don't know what she's thinking, but I felt a chill run down my spine from her stare.

After a long while, I couldn't stand the feeling of being stared at, so I picked up my tablet and stylus, got up, and walked outside, intending to sleep in the guest room that night.

Just as I was about to open the door, Shen Zhixia got out of bed barefoot and ran towards me.

She grabbed my wrist, frowned, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Guest rooms."

I uttered two words indifferently, trying my best to make my expression and tone appear completely calm.

But Shen Zhixia still noticed my unusual behavior, and she covered her mouth with her other hand and chuckled.

"Ji Nanchen, are you nervous? What are you nervous about? Are you nervous that I'll do that kind of thing to you?"

I stood frozen in place, stammering as I retorted, "I...I didn't."

I took a deep breath, and as my reason slowly returned, I reached out and broke free from her grip on my hand.

“Shen Zhixia, I know you hate me, that’s why you’ve been humiliating and disgusting me. I’ve endured this for three years, and I don’t want to endure it anymore.”

Shen Zhixia's eyes darkened, and she stared intently into mine before taking another step closer.

"So you also hate yourself after I touched you?"

I froze, my hands clenched unconsciously at my sides, and my face was filled with dejection. "Yes, I hate myself too."

I hate that I was so persistent in loving you even though I already knew you didn't like me anymore.

I hate you, but I love you so much that I've lost myself.

Shen Zhixia scoffed and said irritably, "Ji Nanchen, I really didn't expect you to hate yourself."

After she finished speaking, she reached out and pulled me forcefully, trying to drag me into the room, but I stood stiffly in place, not moving at all.

Her brows furrowed, and all her patience vanished.

"Ji Nanchen, the wound on your back is bleeding. Let me disinfect it for you."

I looked at her silently, without saying a word or making any further move.

I don't want to go in with her; I'm afraid something uncontrollable might happen.

After waiting for me for a moment and not seeing that I would make any further moves, Shen Zhixia paused, and her voice became even colder.

"you do not believe me?"

My grip on the tablet tightened, and my gaze towards her grew increasingly cold. "Do you have any reason to make me believe you?"

Shen Zhixia's heart tightened for no reason; she never expected me to say that.

Ji Nanchen wasn't like this before, so why did he suddenly change?

She originally intended to let go and tell Ji Nanchen to get lost, but for some reason, the resolute look on Ji Nanchen's face when he jumped off the building that day suddenly appeared in her mind.

The next instant, his words from earlier that day suddenly flashed into her mind—

“Shen Zhixia, he is a human being, and so am I. I can get hurt and I also need medical treatment.”

Shen Zhixia gently beckoned with her hand at her side, her tone softening slightly, "This time it's for real. I just wanted to disinfect your wound."

Although her words were sincere and earnest, I still doubted their veracity.

Seeing that I hadn't made any move to go into the room with her, Shen Zhixia's eyes widened in surprise. "In this kind of weather, if your wound gets infected, who will wash Xu Jin's clothes?"