Terminal Brain Cancer, My CEO Wife Treats Me Cruelly

“Can you stop making me sick?”

Shen Xu tore up the photo of the two of us when we were twelve.

Then she slapped me as hard as she could.

“You should learn from Ye Zhou. He would never have thoughts as dirty as yours.”

I quietly picked out a cemetery plot and bought a plane ticket.

I figured I wouldn't be coming back again before I died.

The love of youth, the obsession of so many years.

It was no match for the one who appeared out of nowhere.

He swaggered up to me, gloating. “Xu Xu loves me. What gives you the right to hog the place by her side, big brother?”

That's right!

I'm going to die soon anyway.

I should have let this relationship go a long time ago.