Scorpio Cancer Relationships

During the three years after I'm diagnosed with a malignant tumor, my husband performs over 30 major surgeries on me so he can keep me around to donate my corneas to his true love. Finally, when she has the courage to face her illness under his encouragement, he follows a doctor's advise and gives up on treating me. I laugh when taking my last breath. He has no idea that the cancer has already spread to my eyes. He won't be transplanting my corneas in his true love's eyes—he'll be planting cancer in her.

Every woman's dream is to have a happy family, a loving husband who treats her like a princess. But no two are exactly alike, because on the other hand not everyone is lucky enough to have it. Brianna is the woman who dreamed about this kind of happy ending. But little did she know, she would experience the paradox of it. She married the man who cheated on her multiple times, hit her whenever he's drunk and doesn't even care about her pregnancy. Why is she staying with this kind of person? Almost an evil. She suffered a lot, because of her love for this man, yet she still chooses him. Will Briana long to this cruelty forever?

To get me to agree to a divorce, my husband lied and told me he had stomach cancer. I glanced at the medical report in my bag and said nothing. Instead, I broke down right then and there, sobbing like my heart was being ripped apart, absolutely refusing to divorce him. Because what he didn't know… was that he actually had cancer. Just not stomach cancer—liver cancer. And with his funeral coming up soon, if we divorced now, who would inherit all his assets? No way. I couldn't let this divorce happen!

The day my mother-in-law discovered she had uterine cancer, she packed up and moved in to our home. “I don’t have much time left. I’m all out of hope!” she choked out. “You’d be cruel to kick me out. Show me some mercy!” I looked at my speechless husband, then at my beloved son I had raised with so much love and care. I asked them, "What do you guys think?" My husband silently made a grim expression and grabbed my arm. “How long are you going to hold on to that little incident that happened after Everett was born? Mom's already so sick." My son echoed his sentiment, “Grandma doesn't have much time left. Of course we have to take good care of her!" I smiled at them and said, “Alright. You guys can take care of her if you love her so much."

Ethan Chancer, a programmer, spent years working overtime and smoking through countless late nights. Then he was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer. He had only six months left. Not wanting to become a burden to anyone, Ethan chose to divorce his wife and quietly handle everything on his own. But he never expected one disaster after another to come crashing down on him. He was mistaken for a thief. His car was smashed while parked downstairs. His new boss misunderstood him. On the subway, he was accused of secretly filming someone. Even a simple trip to the public restroom at the park ended with an old woman trying to scam him. Ethan had always been timid and easy to push around. But in the final six months of his life, he finally found a courage he had never had before. Whoever crossed him, he fought back. No mercy. No backing down. No compromise. With newfound courage and a few clever tricks, he stood up to school bullies, put his boss in his place, exposed the people who framed him, won a 100-million lottery jackpot, and even caught the eye of a beautiful lawyer. And just then, his ex-wife received a hospital report. She was pregnant.

My sister-in-law, Cynthia Ziegler, has my name written on her cancer diagnosis report. As such, the entire Ziegler family assumes that I'm the one with cancer. Overnight, my husband, Leonard Ziegler, sends a text message to his mistress, Irene Ludlow. "Our time will soon come! That old bat is about to die at last, so I'll finally be able to marry you!" My grandmother, Amanda Powell, cries and clings onto my hand, begging me not to seek treatment. She is not only discussing with Leonard on how best to split my insurance money after my death but also employing various methods to hasten my death. However, they are all unaware that Cynthia used my medical insurance card when she went for her physical examination. I feign sadness and nod with tears in my eyes. "I won't seek treatment, Mom. Let's not seek treatment no matter who is diagnosed with cancer."