"Mrs. Muller, with the incredible advances in medical science, cancer is not incurable. If you proactively cooperate with us on the treatment, I believe…"

"How many months do I have at most?" Maggie Rudolph tremblingly interrupted the doctor's useless consolation.

Maggie bled in the lower part of her body after she had sex with Lance Muller lately. She took a physical checkup and found she suffered from cervical cancer, which was in an advanced stage.

The doctor pushed up the glasses on his nose and said, "At most, you have around three months…"

Instantly, Maggie's heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and something rushed into her eyes…

Maggie got up and fled in a hurry.

She was only twenty-three years old, and she actually had cervical cancer, which was in an advanced stage. God was really cruel to her.

When she was thirteen, her parents passed away, and now she was going to die.

Tears rushed out of her eyes. Maggie hadn't cried for a long time, but she couldn't hold back her tears at this moment.

When Maggie ran out of the checkup room, she saw a familiar tall figure passing in front of her.

It was Lance!

Why did her husband come to the hospital?

Maggie ignored her sorrow and quickly ran after Lance. She saw him enter a high-end ward. The patient's name was written on the door. It was Hedy Gould.

Lance didn't come home for several days because his old flame was back. Was that woman sick?

Maggie left as she wondered what had happened. She went to the director's office, and the director soon gave her Hedy's medical record and Lance's transplantation matching test report.

No one could get the medical record of a patient except for the patient and his immediate family members. However, Maggie was an exception. The hospital belonged to the Rudolph family, and she was the head of the family.

Hedy suffered from uremia, which was in an advanced stage. She needed kidney transplantation.

It turned out that Hedy was also seriously ill. To save her, Lance actually took a transplantation matching test. He loved her so much.

However, Hedy was ill-fated. His kidney didn't match hers.

Maggie wondered if Lance would treat her better if he knew that she had cancer.

Maggie got hopeful and dialed Lance's number. It took him a long while to pick up the phone. He said impatiently, "What's up?"

Maggie looked at the heavy rain outside the car window, and her throat tightened. "Lance, I miss you."

Yes, she missed him. She missed him a lot.

At this moment, she wanted him to be with her. She wanted to snuggle in his arms…

"I'm very busy, and I don't have time for you," Lance said coldly, interrupting Maggie's wishful thinking.

Maggie's heart ached fiercely. Thinking that he was with Hedy at this moment, she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Hedy is back, and I'm with her."

Maggie had thought Lance would invent an excuse, but he told her honestly.

Maggie knew that Lance was not being honest, nor was he unwilling to lie. He didn't bother to lie because he had never regarded her as his wife.

Maggie was thinking of saying something, but she couldn't utter anything.

Hedy suffered from uremia, but Maggie had cancer, and no one cared about her.

"Lance, my legs are sore, please rub them for me," Hedy said weakly at the other end of the line. Maggie wondered if Hedy did that on purpose.

Maggie tightened her grip on the phone and said to Lance on the phone, "Come home tonight. I'll wait for you."

"I don't have time!" Lance refused flatly.

Maggie rolled down the car window, and the rain came in and fell on her face. It was very cold. She suddenly smiled and said, "I just took a transplantation matching test with Hedy."

Lance instantly got quiet.

"Honey, I'll wait for you." After Maggie spoke, she hung up the phone.