He Gave My Life-Saving Cure to His Childhood Sweetheart

My husband, Ethan Carter, was a renowned pharmaceutical researcher. To support his career, I secretly signed up as an anonymous volunteer for his high-risk clinical trials, willingly enduring all sorts of agonizing side effects just to help his project succeed.

After I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, the only thing that could save me was an experimental drug he had developed.

I pinned all my hopes of survival on Ethan. But when my condition finally became critical, he vanished—along with my life-saving medicine.