On our tenth anniversary, my husband said he had a surprise for me.

I waited for him all night with a nosebleed, but he stood me up.

Disheartened, I called him, but his assistant answered.

"Mr. Garcia will be with me tonight; you don't mind, do you?"

Hearing Luna's coy voice, I was disappointed.

"I don't mind. You can have what's left of him."

I hung up the phone, tears streaming down my face.

Levi, I'm dying, do you know that?

Early the next morning, Levi returned looking cheerful.

Seeing me lying on the sofa looking exhausted, Levi spoke indifferently.

"I'll take a shower. Prepare the clothes I need to wear."

I didn't respond, staring blankly at the pile of blood-stained tissues in the trash can.

Soon, Levi came out after his shower, frowning slightly.

He then took a property deed out of his bag and placed it on the coffee table.

It seemed that the surprise he mentioned was the deed to our villa.

When he bought this villa, he never told me about it.

It was his personal assistant, Luna Taylor, who chose it, and it was initially transferred to her name.

Even the villa's interior design was handled entirely by Luna.

What was worse, Luna even hung her own photos on the villa's walls.

Sometimes I wondered who the real mistress of this house was.

On the day I moved in, I smashed all of Luna's photos.

I argued with him about this several times, and he just said he didn't want me to tire myself out, so he let Luna handle it.

A year after moving in, he finally remembered to transfer the deed.

He even considered it a surprise for me, but now, I didn't want it anymore.

I looked at him expressionlessly.

"Levi, let's get a divorce."

Levi thought he misheard and looked at me in surprise.

"What did you say? Divorce?"

Levi's gaze fell on the property deed on the coffee table.

"How could Luna know you'd be upset about this? She just did what you should have done."

Yes, Luna did what I should have done, even took on the role of being his wife for me.

In his eyes, Luna was always a considerate and understanding assistant.

And I was just a jealous, petty woman.

After all, Luna was the lover he could never have.

They grew up together, and Luna had a crush on him since childhood.

But then Luna went abroad to study, and when she came back, Levi was already married to me.

Luna was very unwilling to accept this, so she became Levi's assistant.

They were like a couple at the company and left together after work.

Everyone in the company thought Luna was his wife.

I knew Levi had what it took to attract women.

Handsome and a domineering CEO, he was always surrounded by women.

Luna was also pretty. When she offered herself, he naturally didn't refuse.

Watching his indifferent demeanor, my heart was filled with bitterness.

Levi, while tying his tie, asked me with his back turned.

"How is our daughter doing at kindergarten today?"

I replied numbly.

"Ask her yourself."

Levi's parents lived in the old villa.

Levi and I originally lived in a large apartment in the city.

But then Levi suddenly said the city was too noisy.

So he had Luna buy this villa in the suburbs.

But he rarely came back, saying it was a bit far from the company.

So this villa ended up being a place I lived in alone.

I knew they often stayed at that large apartment.

It turned out he bought another villa for me just to make room for him and Luna.

As for our child, his parents raised her, and he rarely visited.

Last night, he and Luna even went to the villa to celebrate our daughter's birthday early.

He didn't even notify me. Every year, we celebrate her actual birthday.

I was the one who always arranged everything, but now he was suddenly playing the devoted father.

Noticing my off tone, Levi frowned.

"If Luna were her mother, she'd definitely do a better job than you."

I laughed coldly.

"Perfect, divorce me, and you can marry her as our daughter's stepmother."

Levi's expression froze, then turned slightly angry.

"Emma, you're crazy! When did I ever agree to divorce you?"

Levi picked up his briefcase and walked to the door.

Watching his cold, rigid back, I spoke indifferently.

"Levi, I'm dying. Stage 3 of leukemia."

Two months ago, I suddenly felt feverish and my nose started bleeding profusely.

I endured the discomfort and drove to the hospital, where I was diagnosed with acute leukemia.

At that time, Levi was accompanying Luna to take her dog to the vet.

It turned out when she said she was feeling unwell, it was only because her dog was sick.

And here I was, his lawful wife, a living person who was almost dying, and he didn't even know.

When I forced myself to return home from the hospital, I made a decision.

I wouldn't stay with him any longer, we should end this.

I thought Levi didn't hear me, but he turned his head.

His face showed a trace of disdainful mockery.

"Last time it wasn't lung cancer, so this time it's leukemia."

I knew he didn't believe me.

In the past, I had thrown tantrums and said I was dying.

But this time, it was real.

After Levi left, I quickly packed a few clothes and moved out of the villa.

When he came back again, he wouldn't hear my pleas for reconciliation. I wondered if he would get used to it.

...

My love with Levi was an accident.

Levi had a privileged upbringing and a family business.

He had a top-tier education from a young age, while I was just a delinquent girl.

Maybe out of curiosity, he said he had never seen a girl as bold and flamboyant as me.

Because I would run to the basketball court to fight boys and stand up for bullied girls.

As for him, he was always the aloof rich young master.

One time, he kindly offered his jacket to a girl on her period.

But I mistook him for a pervert harassing the girl.

I dashed over and punched him in the head.

A big lump immediately formed on his head, and I realized I had acted on a good intention gone wrong.

After that, I got to know him and began shamelessly pursuing him.

He was a noble young man, always restrained and polite.

I was a delinquent girl; I didn't care about manners and propriety.

I only knew that I wanted this man.

Because of his words, his parents wouldn't allow him to marry a delinquent girl.

I completely reformed myself into a lady and a top student.

Maybe he was moved, but he finally accepted me.

Although his parents still didn't approve.

But he said he could fight the whole world for me.

We vowed to never part in this lifetime.

Young love is always so pure and passionate.

At that time, we were still in school and had no financial means.

Levi moved out of his home to be with me.

We rented the cheapest small house, and those times were tough for us.

After school, we had to work part-time at a supermarket, and on weekends we washed dishes at a restaurant.

To earn some living expenses, Levi even sold his beloved watch.

But we took joy in our hardships, and I even laughed at how the rich young master had fallen.

Back then, we never thought we would come to this point today.

Lost in thought, I was sitting in this trendy cafe when I unexpectedly ran into Luna.

Luna saw me, first she was startled, then she smiled and greeted me.

At this moment, the waiter brought the coffee I ordered.

"Miss Moore, did you come to have coffee alone?"

I glanced at the people sitting together in the cafe.

It did seem a bit odd, and Luna walked over to me.

"Miss Moore, I heard you have leukemia, it's quite serious. You must treat it well; it's not a terminal illness."

In the past, I would inexplicably tense up when I saw Luna.

But now, I didn't. I smiled slightly at Luna.

"It doesn't matter if I die, doesn't Levi still have you?"

Just as I finished speaking, Levi unexpectedly walked in, his face very cold.