Chapter 2

I thought it would take a few days for them to implement their plan, but I didn't expect Lucas to contact me the very next day.

"Emma, long time no see. How have you been?"

He's in such a hurry to find me, looks like he really needs money.

At that moment, I was crying my eyes out while binge-watching a TV series.

In the show, the lead couple separated due to various misunderstandings. Hearing Lucas's voice, I momentarily confused our situation with theirs.

After a moment of silence, I finally controlled my emotions and answered.

"Not so good. How about you?"

My voice was a bit muffled from crying, with a particularly noticeable nasal tone.

Lucas didn't need to listen carefully to notice something was off about my voice.

He probably mistakenly thought I was deeply moved by him, pretending to be upset and asking to get back together.

"I'm not doing well either. I miss you, and I don't have much time left. In my final days, I just want to indulge myself and be with the person I like."

"Will you... accept me again?"

I thought about how a long-lost love should react when asking to get back together, based on TV dramas I'd seen.

Sniffling, I spoke with an obvious crying tone, my voice uncontrollably happy.

"Of course I will. I've never forgotten you all these years. Are you finally coming back to me?"

Hearing my answer, Lucas secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Pretending to be happy, he said he wanted to come see me.

I pretended to cry tears of joy as I sent him my address, acting like a foolish woman blinded by love.

Lucas soon appeared at my doorstep, looking much paler than yesterday.

He probably stayed up all night to look sick on purpose before coming to see me.

I inwardly snorted coldly, not exposing his little trick.

Over the years, I had learned many things by using my position as Mr. Thompson's mistress, with reading people being the most basic skill.

Later, I used having a son as a condition to exchange for a company and enough money to live extravagantly for the rest of my life.

Fortunately, Mr. Thompson was killed in bed by another woman, and before he died, he left a will giving all his assets to our son.

In any case, I'm now a wealthy woman and no longer need to be threatened by others.

On the surface, I still pretended to cry tears of joy as I welcomed Lucas in, showing concern for his health.

"Why don't we go to the hospital for another check-up? I have so much money now, I'm sure I can find doctors to cure you."

Lucas, who was secretly observing his surroundings while sitting on the couch, froze for a moment before sighing weakly.

"I've been checked many times, and they all say I only have six months left. I don't want to waste time in hospitals anymore. I just want to be with you."

As he spoke, Lucas looked at me with deep affection, as if he couldn't live without me.

I tugged at the corners of my mouth, pretending to blush and lower my head, when in reality, I just couldn't stand watching his terrible acting anymore.

No longer suspicious, I treated him like a treasured possession that had been lost and found, taking him to experience the life of the wealthy.

I wanted to see if he would still be willing to live an ordinary life with his wife after experiencing a luxurious lifestyle.

With this thought in mind, I smiled even more deeply at Lucas as he tried on clothes.