A Cancerous Love

Ian's words lingered in my mind.My husband, who had been married to me for ten years, caused a scene at the entrance of my ward—all because my attending doctor, Ian, refused to let him hold the baby. "What's wrong with taking a look at my child?" Hector yelled. "Yara's waiting to hold the baby. I heard babies resemble the first person who holds them."I didn't hear Ian's response. Just then, Hector barged into my room and demanded, "Get up now and take the baby back home. Do you think we're that well off? Do you really think you can afford a VIP room?"Indeed, we barely scraped by. But I didn't have the strength to get up.Despite noticing my pallor, Hector continued, "Yara wants to see the baby. Let the doctor know, will you?"I widened my eyes. It hadn't even been a day since the baby was born, and she was being tended by the nurses now. Why should I let Hector's intern handle my baby? Was Yara someone important?Before I could ask, Hector saw the nurse enter with a few bo

By the time I woke up again, Ian was right beside my bed. I glanced up, noticing the expensive imported medicine hanging above my head. Ian quickly got up and asked whether I felt any discomfort. Realization dawned on me as I spotted the receipt peeking out of his coat. "Ian, I don't have the money to pay you now…" I croaked. A warm smile appeared on his face, despite his cool features. "I'm not asking you to pay me," he said. "Don't overthink."While he fixed the interval of my IV drip, he suddenly thought of something and glanced down at me. "Do you want to see your baby? I'll get the nurse to bring her here."I immediately jerked my head aside and frowned. "No."As though he understood my situation, Ian didn't pester me. "Sure. It's up to you."The last person I wanted to see was Hector and his mistress' child. I was just a vessel—barely considered her mother. The past ten months had felt like a nightmare, but at least it was finally over. "Actually, you don't

I was quivering in rage. The urge to demand a divorce from him was overwhelming, but I knew I had to suppress it. Clearing my throat, I began, "I…"Before I could say anything, I heard Henry bellowing on the other end of the line. "You're neglecting our parents, yet you have the money to live in such a fancy house with your mistress! I won't leave unless you give me 200 thousand dollars!""Don't touch that!" Yara shrieked. "That's my most expensive bag!"Unfortunately, she didn't know Henry well enough. The more expensive it was, the better. He could resell it at a higher price. "Leah, get over here and clean up this mess!" Hector barked, his voice shaking with rage. I sneered and brought the phone closer to my face. "I just gave birth to your child and am barely hanging on in the hospital with IV drips."Henry's your biological brother—the same one you insisted on paying off gambling debts for, even after you got married."If he demands 200 thousand dollars, then give it

Ian later took me to his apartment.As he stood at the doorway, I glanced around at the tidy apartment. "A-Are you leaving?" I asked.Shoving the key into my hand, he responded, "Do you want me to stay?""No… That's not what I meant," I stammered, blushing.He smiled and ruffled my hair. "Silly, you're always so easily flustered. This is my place. The security here is top notch, so you can stay here at ease. I'm going to my parents' place."Worried that I'd feel uneasy, he left quickly. I was still weak after childbirth. Apart from discussing the divorce details with Lucas at home, I rarely ever went out. Ian came by twice a day. Regardless if he was working or not, he would always deliver lunch to me. If he didn't have the time to make dinner, he would order takeout for me instead. In fact, he would also prepare breakfast for the following day.His attentiveness toward me left me flustered. In truth, I had no idea why but I felt like fleeing from his goodwill. I supposed