Real and Fake Patient: My Wife is Dying

After learning that my wife had cancer, I was afraid that she would collapse, which would affect her treatment.

Therefore, I lied to her and said that I had cancer myself, and proposed to sell the house for treatment.

Hearing this, my wife slammed the knife and fork on the table and asked for a divorce.

She even brought her relatives to our house to demand justice, saying that I wanted to drag her down.

I questioned her in tears, but she looked at me with disgust and smiled.

She said, "Haven't you heard the saying that in times of trouble, each one looks out for himself?"

I was trembling with anger and agreed to the divorce.

Then she planned to buy a house and a car for her younger brother with the money.

I tried to persuade her not to do it, but she said I had no idea about family.

I just let her go. After all, it was her choice.

Then I just wished that your useless brother could do everything for your treatment.

During dinner, Valery Wright was focused on the TV and didn't notice my heavy heart. I cleared my throat and said, "Our medical examination results are out. Everything is normal for you. I... I have cancer."

Valery glanced at me anxiously and asked, "What? Is it serious? Will it be fatal?"

I nodded but soon shook my head. "The doctor said there is an advanced treatment with a high cure rate and good posttreatment effects. It generally does not affect the body and lifespan. Don't worry."

Valery seemed relieved and touched her chest. Perhaps thinking of the advanced treatment, she asked with some concern, "How is it treated and how much does it cost approximately?"

I sighed, "It's quite expensive. I plan to sell the house. If the money is not enough, I will take out a loan. After I am cured, I will find a way to get the house back."

I thought the next scene would be Valery hugging me and crying, encouraging me to fight the disease. But she put down her fork and her face darkened. "Sell the house? Where will I stay? Sleep on the streets? Aren't you being a bit selfish?"

I was stunned.

I paused not only because of her words, but also because the person with cancer was not me, but Valery.

Valery always considered her younger brother in every aspect and had an unstable mental state. If I told her that she had cancer, she would have an emotional breakdown and may even give up treatment because she wouldn't want to spend money.

After much thought, I decided to take action first and explain later.

I planned to tell her that I had cancer myself first. After I sold the house and got enough money, I would tell her the truth to spare her from inner torment.

But I didn't expect her to say that.

I was a little upset, but still thought that maybe she didn't react because it happened suddenly. Then I gritted my teeth and continued, "But if I don't receive treatment, I will die. Besides, this house was bought by me before our marriage. Don't I have the right to sell the house to treat the illness?"

Valery's face turned dark and she sneered, "It's true that it's your house, but I also live here! You can't just think about saving your own life and not care about me, can you?

"You just said that the treatment costs are high. If you sell the house, doesn't it mean that you have to take out a loan later? We are a couple, and your loan is equivalent to my joint debt. When your cancer is cured, I not only have to take care of you but also earn money to buy a house and repay the loan. Have you considered all these?"

As Valery spoke, tears started to flow down her face. We had been married for more than two years and had always been sweet. When I saw her cry, my anger disappeared.

I thought maybe she just encountered a major change and was shocked, so she didn't know how to react.

I handed Valery a tissue awkwardly and explained the seriousness of the situation again, "Honey, the cure rate for this cancer is very high, and it won't affect my work in the future. Trust me, I will definitely work hard to get the house back. Besides, don't you want me to live happily with you for the rest of your life?

"We have been married for more than two years and have been so happy. Don't you want me to cure my illness?"

Valery pushed my hand away and said, 'What's the use of living happily with me? Misfortune befalls a poor couple. I just want to live a simple life with a house and a car. Am I wrong?

"Besides, if you love me, you should give up treatment instead of dragging me down, leaving me all your money and property to make me happy. Have you forgotten your wedding vows to make me happy for the rest of my life?"

I finally understood that Valery didn't even care about my life or death. I sneered, "What if I have to sell the house and take out a loan?"

Valery replied without hesitation, "Then let's get a divorce. You give me some money and I'll leave."

Noticing I kept silent, Valery thought that I was unwilling to get a divorce and just wanted to drag her down. She added, "Don't expect me to give you any money. Let me tell you, I don't have a penny."

I pause for a moment and can't help but ask, "How could it be? What about your salary?"

Valery acts as if she had expected it. "So you're really after my money. To be honest, I helped my younger brother pay off his mortgage with all my savings."

Feeling that what she said was not harsh enough, Valery was afraid that I wouldn't agree to a divorce. She added, "Let me tell you. I never liked you. The only reason I married you was because of your parents. Your parents died long before, and I don't need to take care of them. I was so glad that they died long before and left you with a house, a car, and many savings.

"If it weren't for the fact that there weren't outstanding men around me at that time, do you think I would have chosen you? I'm just glad that we don't have children, otherwise, I would be dragged down by you."

I thought Valery and I fell in love naturally, and she had always been soft and lovely in front of me. It was the first time I had seen this side of her, and I was so shocked that I was so speechless.

She knew that the death of my parents was a lifelong pain for me, but she actually said that she was glad about my parents' death. If it weren't for her physical condition and my great strength, I wouldn't let her go.

I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I slammed the table heavily. The glass panel on the table shattered and my hand was injured and bleeding. Only then did Valery become a little scared and hugged herself, saying, "I'm telling you, don't touch me. If you dare do anything, my brother will kill you."

Valery wanted to say something else, but seeing my unpleasant expression and my tightly clenched fist, she was afraid that I would hurt her. Finally, she picked up her bag and phone and left the house.

Early the next morning, just as I finished breakfast and was about to go out, Valery, her brother Jarrett Wright, and many of her relatives came to the door, all of them angry, especially Jarrett.

Jarrett looked around and threw the vase on my table to the ground, saying, "I'm telling you, the Wright family are here. Don't you ever think about dragging Valery down? You can do whatever you want with the house. You can sell it or take out a loan, but now you must go with me to the Family Court to get a divorce."

The surrounding relatives nodded and shouted.

"That's right, Valery is not even thirty yet. She can't be left without a place to live in the future."

"If you don't have to get a divorce, you must promise not to sell the house for medical treatment!"

"Don't think about finding someone to rely on when you're about to die. Our family won't agree with that."

Jarrett interrupted everyone's words, "No need to talk to him. Even if he promises, I won't believe it. Valery is young and beautiful, and she hasn't had children. She can find another man who is healthy and has a house easily. Then she can ask for more!"

I was originally puzzled as to why Jarrett would suggest a divorce. It turned out he was waiting for Valery to ask for more from another man.

When it came to money, Jarrett added, "Even if you divorce now, we cannot return the money you gave us. After all, you have been married for two years. Valery has slept with you for two years. The money is what we deserve."

Valery's expression didn't change when she heard such insulting words, as if she thought Jarrett was right. I snorted, "Is this how you treat yourself as a commodity and always help him? Are you willing to always be a brothersupporter?"

Valery hid behind Jarrett. "How can an orphan like you understand what blood kinship is? If you promise me to give up treatment, I can still treat you well like before and let you die happily for the rest of your life!"

I was so angry that my head was dizzy. I couldn't wait to reveal the truth right now. I sneered, "Valery, if it were you who had cancer, could you accept what you planned to do to me?"

Valery spat a few times. "Who do you think you are to curse me? You got cancer yourself. It's a punishment for you. You're such an unlucky person. Your parents died because of you, and now it's your turn. You deserve it. I am such a kind person. How could I possibly get cancer?

"You are not standing on the moral high ground. Haven't you heard that in times of trouble, each one looks out for himself? I just did what anyone would do!

"If I had cancer, I would not burden my family, because it's my fate. You are fighting against fate and the Grim Reaper by treating cancer, not to mention that you want to harm me!"

In times of trouble, each one looked out for himself. I didn't argue with her, because I knew very well that the harsher she spoke at the moment, the more painful she would be when she learned the truth!

After hearing Valery's words, Jarrett seemed to feel proud. Maybe in his eyes, as his sister, Valery should have the spirit of dedication and sacrifice. But he still knew how to say nice things. "You don't need to worry about this. If Valery has any diseases, I will use all my family's assets to treat her to extend her life even if she doesn't want to. Even if it means giving my liver and kidneys, I won't even hesitate."

It sounded touching.

Last year, Valery had a minor surgery and stayed in the hospital for two days. Jarrett didn't even make a phone call until he knew that Valery had recovered and returned home. He came later to have a meal. I didn't believe that someone like him would be willing to spend money to treat Valery's cancer.

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate anymore. "Okay, let's get divorced. Anyway, we don't have any property to divide."

Jarrett said arrogantly, "The house, the car, and the savings must all be divided equally. Do you expect Valery to leave with nothing?"

Then I realized why so many people were here. It turned out that they were here for my money. I was not in a panic. Instead, I smiled and sat on the sofa. "Then let's not get divorced. I will still sell the house and take out a loan to treat the illness. At that time, you can wait to share the debt with me."

Several people discussed it at once, saying that they would sue me in court and file for divorce, and then they said they would cause trouble at my workplace, making me unpeaceful in my life.

I still smiled and said, "You won't get any benefits by suing for divorce in court, let alone if I don't agree, you can't get divorced. Even if you did, these properties are all mine before marriage and cannot be given to Valery."

I paused and said, "As for causing trouble at my workplace, I don't care about it. I have cancer and I'm dying. Do you think that I'll still care about my dignity and reputation? It's best if you just make me popular on the internet. Maybe I can crowdfund for medical treatment!"

They whispered for a while and finally said they wanted 40 thousand dollars. As long as I gave them the money, we could get a peaceful divorce and become strangers in the future. I calculated it myself. The house and car were bought by me before marriage, but the income after marriage needed to be divided equally. My annual salary was about 90 thousand dollars. If we went to court, the court would probably support giving them 40 thousand dollars.

I thought, Forget it. Just spend the money to buy some peace. Otherwise, if we can't get divorced, I will have to spend at least one million dollars to treat Valery's illness.

They were afraid that I would change my mind, so they took me directly to the Family Court. Valery and I went through the procedures quickly, and everything would be done after one month.

Valery took the divorce receipt and looked at me coldly, saying, "Don't play any tricks on me in a month. Otherwise, even if cancer doesn't let you die, I won't let you live!"

I just nodded and didn't say anything.

A month passed quickly. Valery had taken everything from the house. She took away all the bags and jewelry I bought for her and even took the hairdryer. If it weren't for the other appliances being purchased before marriage, she would probably have called a moving company to take them away.

Most of these things were sold at a discounted price by Jarrett, and the money was taken by Jarrett. But Valery was happy to accept it.

Just after finishing all the procedures and getting divorced from the Family Court, I walked to the parking lot and saw Valery appear in front of my car, holding hands with a man intimately. The man glanced at me, smiled, and handed me a cigarette, saying, "Hello, do you want a cigarette? I am Valery's current boyfriend. I heard that you are dying soon. That's great. Thank you for leaving Valery to me."

I thought selfmockingly that it was fortunate that I had lied out of goodwill, otherwise, not only would I have spent money on Valery's medical treatment, but I would also have been cheated on.

Valery glanced at me and said, "You look good. I was worried that you would die so soon. It's a pity that you are stingy and don't give me a chance to inherit your estate."

Seeing me staring at the man and ignoring her, Valery smiled and said, "I have known him for a long time. He is much better than you in many aspects. Jarrett has also tested him. He is an extraordinary man. After learning a lesson from you, I will take him for a medical examination before marriage."

The man patted his chest and said, "Valery, I am strong. Didn't you know it last night? Can a sick person have the strength that I have?"

Valery got shy and patted the man's chest. Seeing that I didn't react, Valery smiled mockingly and was about to speak when the phone rang. She immediately answered, "I got it. I'm busy now. I'll transfer it to you later."

It seemed that it was a call from Jarrett. I just transferred 40 thousand dollars to Valery, and Jarrett couldn't wait to get it.

I looked at the divorce certificate in my hand and thought that I didn't need to be angry with Valery since she was dying. Whether she loved me or not in the past two years, I was very happy during that time.

So I finally told her the truth. "I advise you not to transfer the money to Jarrett. Keep it for yourself. Trust me, you need it."

Valery seemed to be annoyed and transferred the money to Jarrett in front of me. "Why are you so nosy? This is called kinship. He's my family. What's mine belongs to my younger brother, and he will give me everything he has. Don't act like you know everything and command me."

I was too tired to argue with her, so I just said, "Remember to go for a physical examination. There will be a surprise for you." After these words, I got in the car.

Valery knocked on the hood of my car and muttered, "What the hell are you talking about? Don't curse me! I don't need your interference in my affairs. I will be healthy and live a long life.

"You shortlived man!"

I ignored her, honked the horn, and left.

When I drove out of the parking lot, I could still see Valery waving her hand angrily and giving me the middle finger.

The following days were very comfortable for me. I realized that being alone seemed to be more free than being with someone else.

Two months later, Valery appeared at my door, all wet.

I took a look at her. Valery looked tired and thin, completely different from the arrogant one I saw in the court parking lot last time. Her eyes were swollen badly. It seemed like she had been crying for a long time. When she saw me open the door, she immediately grabbed my hand. "Honey, please save me. I... I have cancer. It's already in the middle stage. Now only you can help me."