All Chapters of My Husband Cheated With the Poor Student I Sponsored: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lily's face went deathly white. She swayed on her feet.Graham didn't lash out at me the way a lesser man might. He simply let out a heavy, pained sigh.Adopting the lofty air of someone who couldn't be bothered to stoop to my level, he spoke coolly."Serena Kingsley, you're too strong. You never need anyone's protection, so you'll never understand what it's like to be vulnerable.""Since everything's out in the open now, let's talk business."He deliberately lowered his voice, slipping back into the composed authority of a department chief."Crestview Medical Center has secured a single clinical trial slot for the Starlight targeted therapy.""It's currently the only drug in the world that can cure Lily's rare condition.""One injection, and Lily survives. Our baby gets to be born safely."He looked at me, issuing his decree in the tone of someone granting a favor."The application requires a family member's signature and a substantial financial guarantee.""I'm at a critical stage in

"What's going on?!"The door to the hospital room was flung open.Graham strode in wearing his white coat, his face taut with urgency.The moment Lily saw him, she transformed into a completely different person.She collapsed weakly onto the bed, clutching her belly and letting out a piercing wail."Graham! Save my baby!""Serena won't let me live... She snatched my medicine and smashed it to pieces!"Graham glanced at the wreckage on the floor, then at my hand still frozen in midair.His composure shattered. All that was left was raw fury."Serena! What the hell do you think you're doing!"He charged over, planting himself between me and Lily, staring me down like I was a murderer."I know you're upset, but do you have any idea what that was?!""I spent three months begging the director before he finally agreed to release that one-of-a-kind prototype sample from the central lab!""And you destroyed a dying patient's only lifeline over some pathetic jealousy!""You are cold-blooded bey

Dr. Warren's bow was impossibly deep.A bead of cold sweat rolled off his forehead and splattered against the marble floor."Professor Kingsley, I am truly sorry!""Our hospital's internal oversight failed catastrophically. You were subjected to an unforgivable indignity on our own grounds!"The words detonated inside Graham's skull like a bomb.He staggered back two steps.His back slammed hard against the cold metal of a medical monitor."Director... what did you just call her?"Graham's voice shook. That mask of cultured composure had shattered completely."She's just a back-office clerk in the medical administration system!"Dr. Warren straightened up and turned to face him.The look in his eyes was pure contempt."Graham Forsythe, your blindness is beyond staggering.""The woman standing in front of you is not only the lead developer and foundational architect of the Starlight targeted therapy.""She is also the sole legal heir of Kingsley Biotech — the largest investor behind thi

After Graham went to prison.Lily's reckoning came down on her like a hurricane.Without my funding, and without the targeted therapy keeping her disease in check.The rare illness inside her body broke through like a dam bursting. A total, catastrophic relapse.Mottled patches of blackish-purple ulcers began spreading across her skin.Deep inside her bones, a gnawing agony set in -- like being eaten alive by a million ants.To cling to whatever life she had left.She had no choice but to sign the induced-labor consent form herself, five months pregnant, belly and all.In a standard ward with no pain management, she endured the tearing, brutal agony and delivered a dead baby boy.That child -- her ultimate trump card, the one she'd used to claw her way up and to sicken me.In the end, it was nothing more than a mangled lump of medical waste, tossed into a yellow biohazard bag.She was evicted from that upscale apartment.Dragging her ulcerated, oozing body through the streets, she beca

Another year. Deep winter.Stockholm Concert Hall. The globally televised Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine ceremony.I stood on the highest medical stage in the world, wearing a dark crimson velvet couture gown -- minimal in cut, regal in presence.Behind me, the massive curved screen displayed the latest generation of our team's decade-long creation: the Starlight targeted therapy platform.It had not only cracked the genetic sequences of multiple lethal rare diseases.It had achieved the defining breakthrough of an era in precision-targeted cancer treatment worldwide.The audience below was packed with the planet's foremost medical luminaries, tech titans, and members of royal families.The thunderous applause refused to die. It rolled through that grand hall like a living thing.I finished my keynote acceptance speech with quiet composure.And bowed deeply to the room.At that very same moment.On the other side of the Pacific, inside a derelict, wind-torn skeleton of an abando