Chapter 1: Limited Time

"Mrs. Thompson, you have late-stage cancer..."

My face pale, I asked the doctor, "What are you saying?"

The doctors arm pressed on the medical record, choosing his words carefully, "Mrs. Thompson, the uterine cancer was caused by an incomplete curettage after your miscarriage two years ago, compounded by subsequent infections..."

Tears streaming down my face, I interrupted him to ask, "How much time do I have left?"

"The cancer has spread; at most, three months..."

I couldnt hear anything else the doctor said; my mind was buzzing, echoing the fact that I had less than three months to live...

...

That night, at the Thompson mansion. The man got up from me and went to the bathroom to shower, while I buried my head in the pillow, feeling a wave of desolation.

The one who just made love to me was my husband鈥擡dward Thompson.

I considered him my husband, but he treated me as a tool!

For three years, every time he returned to the mansion and touched me, he would go to the bathroom to shower, as if he had touched something unclean, and then he would leave with a cold expression without saying a word.

He never spoke to me at all.

Like today, after showering and coming out of the bathroom, he changed into his suit and was about to leave.

I sat on the bed and softly called out to him.

His thin lips pressed together, his indifferent eyes looked at me.

Faced with his indifferent gaze, all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat, and in the end, I only managed to say, "Drive safely."

The sound of a horn came from downstairs. I walked naked from the bed and stared at the black Maybach downstairs as I called Edward Thompson.

He answered impatiently, "What is it?"

Edward Thompson and I have been married for three years. When he married me, there was a woman in his heart, but his father threatened her life, forcing him to marry me.

He resisted but was eventually forced to give up the woman he loved and marry me into the Thompson family.

Over the three years, he treated me coldly and cruelly.

Especially in bed, he kept calling out that womans name鈥擶en Ruyan.

Edward Thompson never spared any effort in humiliating me.

I remember I was only fourteen years old when I fell in love with Edward Thompson, at the stage where love was budding. I would take a person I liked seriously and place them deep in my heart. At that time, he was the piano teacher in the class next to mine.

Until now, I still dont know why I fell in love with a strange man seven or eight years older than me. Perhaps it was because he was handsome, his voice was warm, or maybe it was the first time I heard him play the piano, and that piece was the last one my mother played for me before she passed away.

I cant say for sure what the reason was, but that year I followed Edward Thompson for several months until he left the piano class and I could no longer find him.

I didnt even have time to ask his name.

In the following years, I couldnt find that piano player until the chairman of the Thompson family came to the Smith family and asked me to be their daughter-in-law...

The Smith family is as wealthy as a country and is the most powerful family in Wu City. I am the daughter of the Smith family. Before I met Edward Thompson, my parents died in a plane crash, leaving no remains.

I became the most powerful person in Wu City overnight.

It was also during my most lonely and sad period that I met the warm Edward Thompson.

To be precise, we had met a few times. He knew I had been following him, but he treated me as an ordinary student, never caring about my existence, never driving me away, but would gently remind me when it got late, "Young lady, its time to go home; otherwise, your parents will be worried, and its easy for you to encounter danger when its dark."

Thinking of the past, I still feel warm in my heart.

I felt that Edward Thompson at that time was very gentle and considerate.

I closed my eyes, and my biggest regret was agreeing to the engagement proposed by Edward Thompsons father three years ago. I was originally disdainful because there were countless families that wanted to marry into our Smith family at that time.

But when he took out that photo, when I saw that familiar face, my heart trembled a lot, and I also had expectations.

Because that was the man I thought about day and night.

I boldly took a gamble.

I bet that Edward Thompson would marry me.

I bet that even if our marriage had no love, we would respect each other.

I bet he would take care of me and be considerate as a qualified husband.

But it shouldnt be like this, humiliating me all the time.

Even ordering someone to abort the child in my belly two years ago.

He did it in front of the doctor, without any regard for my face or inner expectations, and said sinisterly, "Shi Sheng, you are not worthy of giving birth to my child."

Edward Thompson hates me so much that he can even abort the child Im carrying!

He forgot...

Forgot the young girl who followed him day and night.

In his eyes, I am the woman who took the power of the Smith family to coerce his father, took his Mrs. Thompsons position, and drove away his lover.

In his heart, I am unforgivable.

My mind has been thinking about the past. Perhaps I was silent for too long, Edward Thompson warned in a gloomy voice, "Dont challenge my patience. You know, I have no patience for you."

I reacted, suppressed the great pain in my heart, and said with a light smile, "Edward Thompson, lets make a deal."