All Chapters of Giving Her Cancer: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Just before my third major surgery, when half my liver was scheduled to be removed, my father got on his knees in front of my husband, Howard Gross."I'm begging you, Howard. Just let Yvonne pass away in peace. Just give up on seeking treatment. She has gone through far too much suffering already."Howard looked down at Dad, who was pleading profusely, and dragged him off to the side with an indifferent look on his face."I know you love Yvonne, but you should know that she's my wife. I won't cut off her treatment and let her die just because you're begging me to."Dad stumbled over and slumped onto the floor.I, the gaunt and frail patient, was lying on the hospital bed. When I saw what happened, I felt as if I were being repeatedly stabbed with a dagger. I was overwhelmed with anguish, but the pain of that was no match for getting various organs taken out of me.I was diagnosed with cancer three years ago. When I got the medical report back and told Howard about it, he immediat

Chapter 2

Two weeks had passed before I finally regained consciousness. I felt nothing at all when I saw that the skin of my abdomen had been stapled together. What was I supposed to feel?My body was like a worn-out dishrag. Even if a few more holes were made to remove a couple more organs, it wouldn't hurt too much anymore.However, Howard's betrayal continued to cut me like a knife, leaving holes in my heart.Right then, Howard entered my hospital room. When he saw my eyes open, he immediately rushed over and cried out, "Yvonne! You're awake at last. This is wonderful. I was so afraid you wouldn't make it."I stared at Howard. He was a sight with his messy hair and stubbled chin.In the past, I would've shakily raised my hand to gently stroke his face. I would've teared up out of my gratitude for his willingness to keep me alive.But this time, I raised my scrawny hand and slapped him in the face. In my cracking, wispy voice, I declared, "H-Howard, I want a divorce."Indeed, I wanted t

Chapter 3

I completely lost consciousness after that.When I woke up again, I heard a sweet female voice saying, "I'm so sorry, Howie. It's all my fault for being so weak. That's why you have to go through all that trouble just to keep Yvonne alive. Are you sure it's alright to take out her esophagus like that?"Howard gently responded, "You're too kind-hearted for your own good. Yvonne should've died a long time ago. She wouldn't have been lucky enough to live this long if it hadn't been for you. It's thanks to you that she got to live another three years. What's the big deal about making her donate her corneas to you?"And yet, not only does she not show any gratitude to you for being her savior, but she's even delusional enough to want to divorce me so that she doesn't have to donate her corneas to you. Since she's so vicious, I might as well make sure she can never speak again."I shuddered as I took in their conversation. Even though I hadn't fully regained my mental clarity, I instinct

Chapter 4

Amid the misery of not being able to die as I wanted, Camilla came running to my hospital room and started crying.Holding Howard's hand, she exclaimed, "It's so tragic what happened to Yvonne's father, Howie. He actually died in a fire in his own house! Why would the old electrical wiring in his house suddenly catch fire? How frightening!"Howard shrugged indifferently and replied, "Who knows? He's such a miser that all he cares about is saving money whenever he can. Who else is to blame for the fact that he chose to use a power circuit that short-circuited?"When I heard their conversation while pretending to be asleep, my heart started pounding violently. Howard, who was extremely familiar with electrical wiring, had once told me that the wiring at Dad's house was too old. A fire could be started by simply using a high-voltage appliance.I was certain that after Howard had dropped all pretenses with Dad and dragged him out of the hospital room, Dad didn't just stand by and do no

Chapter 5

Perhaps the resentment that consumed me somehow kept me alive. Even though my heart had stopped beating for half a minute, the doctors managed to resuscitate me anyway.And, after hearing a smattering of comments Howard made, I firmly believed that he had caused Dad's death.I heard him tell the police officer in charge of the investigation that Dad died in the fire because he had used a heater that required too high of a voltage.What he didn't know was that ever since Mom died, Dad never used the heater again, not even when it was snowing outside.From then onward, whenever I saw Howard, I would clench my jaw in resentment. Nevertheless, I adamantly held on. I forced myself to keep my emotions in check and to live as long as I could.Maybe the intense desire I felt led to the manifestation of my wish. Slowly, my eyesight started turning blurry, and my eyes gave me more and more pain. Every day, it felt as if my pupils were being ripped out of my eye sockets.Still, no matter ho

Chapter 6

Surprisingly, I was able to stick around in spirit form.I watched as Howard put on a moving performance of his deep affection for me in front of the doctor and patients. Yet, right after he had sobbed desperately in sorrow, he calmly instructed the doctor to remove my corneas. I laughed in exuberance as I watched the surgeon place those corneas—which were ticking time bombs filled with cancer cells—in Camilla's eyes.Camilla was doomed, and so was Howard.The day I died, Howard had me cremated. In a final act of decency toward me, he got me an urn and had me buried beside Dad. When I saw Dad's grave next to mine, I was filled with a staggering sense of resentment and regret.It was all my fault.If not for me, Dad wouldn't have had to suffer through such torment.I stayed by Dad's grave for three days before drifting back to Howard.Following three days of treatment, Camilla's condition had improved a lot. Howard took great care of her too. Not only did he wait on her himself,

Chapter 7

Camilla secretly ran off when Howard was at work. She even took everything of value in the house with her.When Howard came home that day to find Camilla gone, his expression was extremely foul. He was so infuriated that he thrashed everything that was left in the house.Alas, before he could fully vent his anger, the hooligans came knocking again. Not only did they destroy everything in the house, but they even threatened to cut off one of his fingers as a warning.Battered and bruised yet again, Howard had no choice but to sell off the house he was living in. It was the only property he had.The day Howard paid off the debt, the private investigator I hired for two million dollars delivered him a gift too—photos of Camilla with all the guys she had hooked up with all these years. The gift also included the truth about why she had broken up with him back then.Howard and Camilla's relationship didn't come to an end because of Howard's mother after all. At the time, Camilla had al

Chapter 8

Sure enough, in just three months of being hospitalized, Camilla lost her eyes and also half her liver.Words could not describe how exhilarated I was when I saw her lying on the hospital bed like a comatose patient.Howard didn't go easy on Camilla. When others were around, he would kiss her and comfort her. But when they were alone, he would use boiling water and scissors on her too.Whenever Camilla couldn't stand the torture anymore, she would shakily beg for mercy. She would ask him to spare her life.Each time she did that, Howard would simply sneer. "If it hadn't been for you, Camilla, Yvonne wouldn't have suffered so much. Relax. If Yvonne forgives you and is no longer upset with you, I'll spare you too."I scoffed at the sight of Camilla's eyes widening in horror.Six months later, the night before Camilla was about to lose her esophagus, she finally couldn't take it anymore. She jumped to her death to escape the torture.After seeing that one of the people responsible

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