Chapter 6

As for my illness, as long as I was strong enough, I could surely survive it.

But the truth showed me that I couldn’t.

While lying on the surgery bed, emergency notices were handed out three separate times.

The doctor couldn’t locate the baby’s father.

I dragged myself up from the ward bed and signed the papers on my own.

After being discharged, I neither sobbed nor caused trouble. I searched for an attorney and submitted divorce papers.

I walked with nothing. My single request was to keep my son.

I succeeded since Georgina persuaded him.

But I was still the loser.

On the day I left home, Leander said, “So hardheaded. If you really have courage, go die somewhere else and never come back to me! A woman full of lies, let’s see who would ever want you!”

“Corinne, you’re meant to be alone for the rest of your days!”

I didn’t talk back because his words were true.

After that, I took my boy and faced hardship at every turn.

Doing three temporary jobs each day, I eventually spat blood and fell at my stall from pure exhaustion.

Aunt Florence brought me to the hospital. The doctor explained that it had gone on far too long, and the cancer cells had already moved through my whole body. I didn’t have many days remaining.

I understood Aunt Florence was kind.

Although she wasn’t comfortable either, I still placed Cassian in her care.

Worried about passing away outside and needing money to move my body, which I didn’t possess, I stayed by the doorway of the cremation building each day.

Almost every family member who had died and walked past would ask who I was waiting for.

I answered honestly and said I was waiting to pass away. They would scold me and call me crazy.

Aunt Florence couldn’t stand it and came to visit me once, holding Cassian.

I said, “After I die, keep a small part of my remains and make a pendant for Cassian. I want to stay beside my boy and watch him grow.”

“As for the rest, just spread them anywhere. As long as it costs nothing, that is fine.”

At that moment, I had already thinned down to skin and bone.

Maybe Heaven felt sorry for me. After I spoke those lines, my breathing quietly stopped.

My thoughts were dragged back by my boy’s painful scream.

Cassian was hit by the edge of a photo frame by mistake, and blood quickly poured from his forehead.

“Mom isn’t like that, she didn’t lie, she did not—”

Before he could finish, Cassian passed out.

Leander quickly lifted his son and rushed toward the hospital.

I saw everything unfold, my heart hurting beyond measure, yet I was powerless.

At the hospital, the checking physician asked for the child’s name.

“Cassian, Cassian named after Hazel!”

The physician froze and suddenly looked up.

It turned out to be the department director who had helped deliver my baby years ago.

“The child’s mom is Corinne Lockwood?”

Leander looked confused, clearly annoyed by me.

“What does that have to do with his mom? Just treat my son’s illness.”

As soon as those words ended, the other person’s manner shifted right away, his face growing unpleasant.

“So it is you!”

“When your wife gave birth while suffering from late lung cancer, you were nowhere around. Now the child is hurt like this, don’t tell me you beat him?”

“In all my years of work, I have never met a husband like you! You should be careful, she may crawl up from the dirt to take your life!”

Leander suddenly stood up, his face turning pale.

“What did you just say? Late-stage lung cancer?”