Chapter 1

In the fifth year of my marriage to James Carson, a shadow fell over my once-comfortable life. A young, beautiful assistant appeared by his side, her presence like an unspoken threat, unraveling everything I had built. But that was nothing compared to the cruel twist of fate that awaited me—I had entered the final countdown of my life.

I was dying.

I had to seek revenge.

Life is full of regrets, and I simply had more than most.

Leaving the doctor's office, I took a picture of my medical report and sent it to James. His reply came quickly.

"Baby, I have a business trip today, so I’ll be home late. Get some rest early."

He didn’t even glance at the report I sent him.

Remembering the doctor's words, I wanted to cry, to let it all out, but realized I had forgotten how to cry.

"The situation isn’t good. You should be admitted for treatment... at most, six months."

The doctor’s words felt like a verdict, freezing my life at age 25.