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Only two men remained, both fighting for the pill. These two, without exception, were terminal cancer patients nearing the late stages. One was a British billionaire who had been suffering from liver cancer for years. The cancer cells had spread throughout his body. After multiple rounds of radiotherapy and chemotherapy, the doctor declared that he had less than half a year left to live.

According to the doctor, the cancer wasn’t only caused by her irregular meals and skipping food. It was also due to long-term emotional stress and depression. Bottled-up emotions were harmful, especially for a young woman. She couldn’t afford to hold on to resentment for too long. Luna’s mother had been the infamous mistress who stole someone’s husband back then, and now Luna herself was following in her footsteps and stealing someone else’s man. Autumn scoffed at herself. And she? She’d nearly destroyed herself over that pair of scumbags. What a fool. Now, aside from taking her anti-cancer meds, she also had to follow a strict diet, eat on schedule, and keep her mood light.

My wife who never associated with smoke died from lung cancer. “You guys were going to get divorced, didn’t she throw a tantrum when she found out you’re in the mafia? I low-key knew that your marriage was gonna fall out since y’all never liked each other that much, you guys got married because it was going to put on a good font on both your businesses, right? Since Lillian was a model at that time.” Theodore quips. “Damn, she would’ve taken the kids too.” I gulped down the rest of the burning liquid in my glass before looking at Theodore. He raised a questioning brow at my gaze, and I tilted my head, a smile appearing on my lips as I spoke.

"Who would not be afraid of death? Don't come over again. Or I won't go easy on her!" "I'm not afraid." Clutching her chest with her right hand, Olivia said with a bitter smile, "I'm dying of terminal lung cancer." The man stiffened at this. "Not only that, but my husband also cheated on me, and my parents are dead. If you need a hostage, switch me with the woman you're holding. And you'll commit less sin, won't you?" Mrs. Jameson froze and looked at Olivia in disbelief. No one wanted to die, not even people with cancer.

A woman around thirty-six years old was brought in, "Gentlemen, let me introduce this woman. She is in the family of the patient who has been unconscious so far. Madam, please tell everyone present here what you know. Do not be nervous. Just say it slowly." The woman had never seen so many people in high positions in her life. Her nervous hands were trembling, but she had already promised to clarify the facts, so she still tried to compose herself, "My husband is the one you said who ate the products of your company and was poisoned. He has advanced lymphoma and has been diagnosed for over half a year." The room was full of the uproar when the woman spoke, and everyone felt it was unbelievab

"Just now, Dwayne called me and said that Justin got into trouble." "What happened?" "Justin, he was diagnosed with liver cancer." Lucas paused for a moment, his hand holding the cigar trembling slightly, before he finally spoke, "I knew." Vincent glanced at him again, but he didn't dare to provoke Lucas at this moment. He smartly turned around, closed the door, and left. After the news of Jessica and Terry cohabiting was exposed, the online public opinion about the two became even more intense.

Nothing! “You called me your love, yet you let me drown in misery for so long. Thanks to Rosalind, I found the love of my life.” His face beamed a little as he mentioned his fiancee. “After hearing my story, you can judge me all you want.” Then Lydia sat on the bench again. She closed her eyes as she slowly shared her story. “Eight years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. It was breast cancer.” Her voice trembled. Gabriel inhaled quickly to hear that. Then he finally sank himself on the bench, ready to hear more.

“All these sacrifices I'm making for them, will they get to marry me one day?” I shake my head, moaning all alone. While enjoying the bliss of their cock rocking me, I'm also thinking about my future. They claimed that their first Luna died of Ovarian cancer which I'm quite sure has something to do with constant fucks, not only by one man but seven hefty men.

“All these sacrifices I'm making for them, will they get to marry me one day?” I shake my head, moaning all alone. While enjoying the bliss of their cock rocking me, I'm also thinking about my future. They claimed that their first Luna died of Ovarian cancer which I'm quite sure has something to do with constant fucks, not only by one man but seven hefty men.

To say the least, I was skeptical about the speed. When I opened his profile, I was surprised by the quality of the match. Both of us were Cancers (the sign, not the disease), we both liked hockey, we were both fitness fanatics, and we were both into older rock bands like Fleetwood Mac. We were perfect for each other, almost to the last detail. “He seems almost too perfect,” I said to Lily as we cleaned up the dishes for ladies’ night. “He must be a bot that the software made up based on my profile—”