Chapter 1

Six years ago, to keep from dragging down my boyfriend while he was building his startup, I cruelly told him I had fallen in love with someone else.

He was completely heartbroken by me, went overseas, and never came back.

Six years later, he returned home with his fiancée to get married.

And I had also received the death sentence from the hospital.

Late-stage ovarian cancer, malignant ascites, and even a loose oversized hoodie could not hide my painfully swollen belly.

When my ex-boyfriend saw me, his gaze fell on my stomach, and he let out a scoff.

“So you really were in love with someone else back then. Which pregnancy is this for you now?”

He looked around, and there was only me sitting alone in a wheelchair.

“What, he knocked you up but would not even marry you?”

I lowered my head and gently touched my swollen belly. Inside it was only more than ten pounds of malignant ascites that could never be fully drained. It was not a child.

I smiled bitterly and lied, “I am almost due. He is busy with work and does not have time to come with me.”

He did not know that I was dying.

He also did not know that we really did once have a child.