Mr. CEO, Stop Hurting Her. Your Wife Has Run Away

On the day of my wedding, the biological heiress rushed over from the cancer ward. “I’m almost dead. Why are you still trying to take him away from me?” Her eyes were swollen from crying, while the guests’ endless insults swallowed me whole: “Stealing her heiress status wasn’t enough? You have to steal her boyfriend too? Shameless!” I looked to my boyfriend for help, but his face was full of impatience. “With the time she has left, I just want to be by her side.” I took two steps back. Oh. You really don’t have much time left.